The best day of my life was at a soccer game when i was 11, we were playing at a indoors tournament and we were supports to play 3 games and we lost 2/3 & i was really sad because i knew my dad was watching & he was commenting on the games. Well the game announcer what ever it's called.. we were to play the last game and the opponent team was really good they were rank 1 in the league very good and had won 2/3 with 10 - 0 & 7 - 1. It was the last minute & i had a free kick. I was so nervous and my dad was talking into the microfon saying stuff like it's the last chance can he do it. I scored and he screamed into the microfon: "That's my kid!" Im 18 now & thats still the best memory of him i'll ever have. He died 2 years ago!