I was working at a food kitchen today, trying my best not to be distracted by the Man City-Chelsea scoreline when an older woman, probably in her 70's came over to me. She beckoned me over after we'd helped her with some food in her car and she noticed I had on Liverpool socks. Lowering her mask a bit, she gave me a slight smile and then said, "I always had faith". Then she took out a photo she had in her purse. It was of her late husband and her, at Anfield many years ago. He'd passed away this year from COVID. She then said this: "I miss him every day and I know he's jumping up and down up there celebrating. I never walk alone."
Despite the pandemic, we embraced one another and in that moment, it was the best celebration of life and of our shared love of a team I think I will ever have.
Sports are trivial and silly. They are toys for us in a world that can be full of so much pain. For today though, they bring utter joy.
YNWA.
Take care all.
