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I've been a huge football fan since 2010, and it all started with falling in love with Joachim Löw's Germany in the World Cup. I remember how watching Manuel Neuer made me so interested in the sport that, as a person who was so afraid of football, basketball, and any other sport that includes kicking or throwing a ball, I became a goalkeeper after that, pursuing a childhood fantasy to start as Bayern's number one before 25. I had my 25th birthday 4 months ago, and as you might guess based on my blog posts, I failed to start a single second as Bayern's goalkeeper, or any other professional football team around the globe (I made a decent career out of high school competitions though). Yet, my passion for football stayed alive. I used to watch the Champions League with my dad, cried my eyes out after Neuer lifted the cup during lockdowns, and bought a vintage Bayern jersey as soon as I arrived in Shanghai. World Cup itself was another reason for me to cherish football and its insane…

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