Men & Soccer...and then of course, Nata!

Just another lovely evening at Parque Arauco watching the boys as they merrily play by. (such a gay sentence...the boys are gonna kill me)

Jasper/Freddie here seems a bit confused or bored. Apparently the other team sucked so bad that Juna had nothing better to do other than stand around looking pretty, hoping they'd have a chance at arriving to the goal so he could have some action. And so it was, and the other sucky team did score goal 5 minutes after this shot.

Here we see a snapshot of Nata and his usual soccer rituals. Juanma seems to be running for his life while his brother is caught helpless?

Nata, Danny and other dirty miscreants I need not name. I have to say, that afternoon watching the boys play was pretty hilarious. Nata always gets overly excited when he's two meters away from making a goal and tends to put exaggeratedly too much emphasis on his kicks or head throws and usually misses it by sending the ball waaaaay over the goal. He does tend to be the most eccentric person in the field (and out?). We love you, G-d bless you Nata!! haha

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