I could tell by looking at the room that a soccer player lived there. As I examined the room, I cancould see the different trophies, pictures, and gears of soccer. One of the trophies was for “Player of Thethe Year” which takes a lot of work to achieve in a season. Each trophy had its own uniqueuniquely crafted design, which made you think,wonder how many goals you would have to score to reach that level of skillfulness. Jerseys hung all over the walls, each with their own elite designs and signatures from other soccer players. Match balls mounted next to every jersey that had grass stains, scuffs, and grazes. Above the bed, there was a large framed photo of the opening ceremony for the 2014 FIFA World Cup. The picture was so vivid, one cancould hear the fans in the background yelling “Brazil! Brazil! Brazil!” . Across the room were some soccer boots with mesmerizing colors and patterns. TheyIt seemed tothat if you were to put them on, and the keen abilities of Ronaldinho himself would enter your body. As I exited the room, I felt the great spiritsspirit of a talented soccer player which motivated me to become one.