Love yours

I was always a big fan of the River Plate football club (Argentine soccer team). Literally a very important part of my life. My grandfather was also a big fan and that was pretty much the only thing we talked about (he knew A LOT) and because I was a boy I didn't care to make an effort and start a different type of conversation with him. He used to take me to the stadium very often whenever they played and even to the team’s training in the mornings, I assumed that the passion moved him and I was just fortunate to be invited to those things. He recently passed away, I was very sad. Went to his house to help collect things and found several books and notes about the club. Talking later with my dad, he mentioned that he never really liked sports, weird. Finally added 2 + 2 and realized that he faked all of this just to have a sort of relationship with me. I never cried so much in my life. I was not even able to say hello to a person who loved me. I miss you grandpa. Sorry for always being in my world and being a selfish prick. I promise you I’ll change. ❤️