The game you can't forget

I remember how the house filled with his energy. His voice, his wit, the way he treated every moment as if it were part of something bigger.

That match wasn't just a World Cup final, it was the final of a chapter in life – a chapter in which I was a father who savored small and big moments with his son.‬

Since then, the house hasn't been the same. Sometimes, when I walk through the living room, I think I can still hear his laughter, his cries when he was satisfied with a good game. But that's just a memory.

Shay always told me: 'Dad, look at life like a game – always give it the all of you, but also know how to have fun.' This sentence has become my motto ever since.