When I was a young child, I always wanted the same present for all my birthdays and Christmas...

A soccerball...

No matter what type, it always had to be a soccerball. Black, white, plastic, leather, I did not care. I just liked them as much a little child can like a football...

Later when I grew up, my father bought me soccerballs when he was on business trips. I had soccerballs from Germany through Italy, USA and even Iran... However, I used to kick these balls until they died in the end... :)

Later I started to collect balls myself and started to buy matchballs. In the beginning I used to play with these, too, in order to feel them and feel the differences and to pretend to be Beckham, Valderrama and Ronaldo...

After I realized that I will not turn to be anyone of them, I started to keep my balls on my selves, unplayed. They look much better like that to me. And whenever I just look at them, I feel something... I remember goals, tricks, tears, tragedies, success and heartbeat... I hear the crowd, the angry supporters whistleing and the horns of the cars on the streets after a sensational victory...

If you never had such a feeling when you faced a soccerball, you will probably not enjoy the homepage I am working on...

I namely decided to share this feeling, this mania with you by creating a homepage of different soccerballs. I do it for my own and for your pleasure. Once it is ready, I hope you will enjoy the pages...