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我从10岁开始看球,40年了,弹指一挥间。看了多少场球,我已记不大清楚了,只是一些普通而又平凡的小故事,依然清晰如昨。1959年北京工人体育场建成。我和小伙伴们经常去那儿看北京体院足球队练习。六一儿童节那天,我穿上了崭新的白衬衫、蓝裤衩来到了工人体育场。我站在场边没有事情可干,就帮着球员大哥哥们拣球,一会儿工夫,我就满头大汗,气喘吁吁了。可我也不觉得累,只顾抓球往场里扔,一不小心,脚绊到了跑道的边上,牙磕破了,膝盖破了两块皮,顿时,汗水、
I have been watching since the age of 10, 40 years, and my fingertips. I have not quite noticed how many games I watched, just ordinary and trivial stories that are still clear as yesterday. 1959 Beijing Workers Stadium completed. I often go there with my friends to see Beijing Institute football team practice. Childrens Day, I put on a new white shirt, blue pants came to the Workers Stadium. I stood on the sidelines nothing can be done, helped the players big brother to pick the ball, a little while, I sweat profusely, panting. But I do not feel tired, only to catch the ball to the field to throw, accidentally, the foot trip to the edge of the runway, knocking broken teeth, knees broke two skins, suddenly, sweat,