I have been worried that Leo is far too nice for his own good. He never does anything remotely mean or nasty, is constantly kind and considerate and generally just gorgeous. But yesterday he proved that he has a little more mettle than I credit him with.
He is doing an Inter-Milan football training camp three times a week (he refused to go the Man United one, but an Italian team is acceptable, especially Jose’s old team). We walked from the pitch towards the car and he was grinning from ear to ear.
“Did you have fun?” I asked him.
“Mummy, there’s a boy in my football training that’s really mean to me. Today I was captain and I know he hates going in defense.
I told all my other players they could choose where they wanted to play and told him he had to go in defense. He got angry and shouted ‘I’m not going in defense'”.
“So what did you say?”
“I said ‘Yes you are. I’m the captain and you’ll do as you’re told.’ He was shouting in Arabic and all I could understand was the word ‘defense’.”
“So did he go in defense?” I asked him.
“Of course, he hadded to,” he smiled. “Revenge is…..good.”
It is indeed.
Fingers crossed tonight for Chelsea – thank goodness it is too late for us to watch it here, I’m not sure I can bear to see my little captain cry again….even if he can be tough at times.
And fingers crossed for me too….the sales figures are out this afternoon for the book.
Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2011