This is more or less of an incident/embarrassing story, of a dear friend, which happened on my birthday, so I suppose I have the right to write it here. 
My friend who we can refer to as Mr G(football enthusiast,) He was sleeping one fine night in which he had a football dream of his life.
In the heart of the night, in his dream as he scored his fantasy winning goal, but only to wake up to find about the reality.
His moment of glory, which only lasted long enough till he realized when he looked towards his left side.
That night, what he thought of shooting the ball, but was in fact his beloved wife sleeping right beside him, who btw flew 2 feet away across the bed, falling on the floor straight on her face.
For a month his wife never stopped nagging him or so that night. And every encounter I had with them, was the same old story in future tense by his wife.
