From Football's Glory to Grass Days: A Generation's Shift in Priorities

I grew up in a neighborhood where football was the bee's knees. The field was a breeding ground for young talent, both in Ghana and beyond. Folks would travel from far and wide just to catch a glimpse of the entertaining and interesting games. Football was the ultimate escape from the stresses of everyday life.
But now, that same field has become a haven for drug addicts and a waterway. Those glory days are long gone, and we're left with nothing but grass days.
Just the other day, I headed out to a nearby park to catch a game. As I listened to the chatter of the spectators, I was surprised to hear that some of the players were fresh out of high school, while others were just starting in college. But instead of talking about the game, all they could seem to focus on was women.
They spoke in hushed tones, but my ears were sharp enough to catch every word. I was shocked to my core. What has this generation come to? All they seem to care about is getting laid and trying out every position under the sun.