I’ve lost my voice. It was bound to happen. Almost every Sunday you can find me screaming and cheering at 3 different soccer matches because I’m a soccer dad.
I never played as a kid. I could never run and kick the ball, so I cheered for my friends. Thirty years later, I’m cheering for my kids while my wife serves as t…
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