Soccer to me is everything. I spend day and night thinking how I can better myself and my team. After a game I go home and I watch any videos of my team and me play over and over until I can't find anymore mistakes I made and mistakes I could have prevented my team from making , like a simple "man on", "turn", or even "man on your right". Those little things matter to me. The reason why I have so much love and dedication is because from where I came from. It all started when I was 7 years old and my mother was able to take me to Uruguay, where I found passion towards soccer and the country itself. We only went there for two weeks after those two weeks I wasn't the same person. I found this love towards soccer, but I notice that there really wasn't that much kids here who played soccer. That's when I made the chose to talk to my mom about living in Uruguay with my grandparents. Which I got to and everyday after school I'll go to a park that was in front of my grandpa's house and find anyone with a soccer ball, old, young, male, or female. I didn't care as long as I was play with that soccer ball and if there wasn't a soccer ball. You better get a stack of newspaper and a sock and fold it up or anything with a round shape. After two years my mom wanted me to come back. That's when I started to play club soccer and that's when I felt that someday I could make it somewhere with soccer.