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When the speaker was two years old, their family took them to their first soccer game. They took the bus because they didn't have a car. The speaker felt overwhelmed by the crowd and noise, so they hid their head in their mom's arms. When their team scored a goal, their mom encouraged them to celebrate. From that moment, the speaker started to enjoy the game and fell in love with soccer. They now watch every match they can. When I was two years old, my parents took me and my brother to our first ever soccer game at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum. It was a match featuring my family's favorite team, Club America from Mexico playing against River Plate from Argentina. My family took the bus to get to the game because we didn't have a car at the time. I can still smell the scent from the hot dog stands and can still picture the sea of yellow and blue around the stadium due to those being the colors of my family's team. I felt overwhelmed by it because it was my first time ever being surrounded by that many people in such a gigantic space with so many noises from drums and trumpets. I ended up hiding my head within my mom's arms because I couldn't handle all the noise. It wasn't until our team scored the first goal of the game that I got spooked by so many people yelling which led my mom to pick up my head and encourage me to yell out goal in celebration. That moment, it all kind of clicked and I started to feel more comfortable with my surroundings and started to enjoy what I was watching. I eventually fell in love with the sport and while they can get a bit rowdy for me, I watch every match I can and sometimes I would rather watch it in the quiet comfort of my own home. Hey! Hey! Hey! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match! Match!