Experience: I’m a world champion foosball player
The 2018 final against Germany went to penalties – we thrashed them and won gold I was 12 years old when I first played foosball
The 2018 final against Germany went to penalties – we thrashed them and won gold I was 12 years old when I first played foosball – table football – in the summer of 1975 in Beirut. My home city was under siege, split by civil war. School was cancelled and roads were closed.
We couldn’t get to the beach and the only place to go was the amusement arcade. Luckily for me, it was across the road. Alongside billiard tables and games machines were a couple of foosball tables. I watched older kids play for hours, mesmerised by a game where you could outsmart an opponent two feet away, then celebrate in their face.
You needed 20 pence, or qurush in Lebanese money, to play: 10 pence for the table and 10 pence for the winner. Money was scarce, so I made a deal with the guy who owned the place – if I cleaned the tables, I could play for free. With machine guns rattling on the nearby green line, which divided the east and west of the city, I’d stuff a towel inside the goal and practise until I was confident enough to play.
I got really good. By the following summer, I was winning 10 games in a row. Continue reading...
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