Alright, alright, let’s talk about this… uh… Gavi FC 24 thing. I don’t know much about these fancy games, ya know? My grandkids, they play ’em all the time, but me? I’m more of a… well, never you mind what I am. Just listen.
So, this Gavi fella, he plays for that Barcelona team, right? Heard them boys on the TV yelling about him. Seems like he’s a big deal. Like, real big. They say he was hurt. Bad, I guess. Injured, they call it. For like, eleven months! Eleven months! That’s almost a whole year! Can you imagine? I bet his mama was worried sick. Mamas always worry, no matter how big their boys get.
Now, they’re sayin’ he’s back. Emotional return, the TV folks called it. Emotional? Well, I guess so! Eleven months is a long time to be sittin’ on the sidelines. Probably itchin’ to get back on that field, kickin’ that ball. Kids these days, they love that ball. Always runnin’ around with it. Reminds me of my chickens when I throw ’em some corn… always peckin’ and runnin’.
- He’s good at kickin’ that ball, this Gavi.
- He was hurt for a long time, almost a year!
- Now he’s back and everyone’s happy.
I don’t understand all the fuss, to be honest. It’s just a game, right? But I guess it’s more than that to some folks. It’s like… like their whole world. They get all worked up about it. Screamin’ at the TV, wearin’ them funny shirts with the players’ names on the back. Crazy, if you ask me.
But hey, if it makes ’em happy, who am I to judge? As long as they ain’t causin’ no trouble, let ’em have their fun. This Gavi fella, he must be somethin’ special if he’s gettin’ all this attention. Maybe he’s like them… uh… what do you call ’em… predictors? Yeah, predictors of somethin’. Predictors of winnin’, maybe? I don’t know. Just guessin’ here.
Anyway, this FC 24 thing… It’s a game, right? Like those Pac-Man games my grandkids used to play? But fancier, I guess. With better pictures. And… and… what’s that word? Integrated framework? Sounds complicated. Too complicated for an old woman like me, that’s for sure. But the young folks, they seem to understand it. They’re always talkin’ about stats and players and all that jazz.
And this… what was it? Spherical aberration? Sounds like somethin’ my old glasses used to have. Always blurry around the edges. Made my head hurt somethin’ fierce. Maybe that’s what happens in the game too? Maybe the ball gets blurry when you kick it too hard? Who knows? Like I said, I don’t know much about these things.
I heard tell of some things happenin’ in Los Angeles… lively culture and such. Always somethin’ goin’ on there. Seems like a busy place. Not like here. Here, it’s quiet. Peaceful. Except when them dogs start barkin’ at the moon. Then it’s just plain noisy.
And talkin’ of noisy, I read somethin’ in the paper the other day… somethin’ sad. About folks gettin’ hurt. Bad things happenin’ to people. Statistics, they called ’em. Numbers and such. But it ain’t just numbers, you know? It’s people. Real people with real lives. Makes you think, it does. Makes you appreciate what you got.
Anyways, back to this Gavi kid. He’s back playin’ his game, and that’s good, I guess. Hope he stays healthy and keeps them fans happy. And maybe one day, one of my grandkids will explain to me what all the fuss is about. But until then, I’ll just stick to my chickens and my garden. That’s enough excitement for one old lady.
Tags: Gavi, FC 24, Barcelona, Injury, Return, Emotional, Soccer, Football, Sports, Game
