The ball was often makeshift, a few paper bags knotted together or a pile of folded clothes tightly wound by rubber bands. The children kicked it around with their bare feet, the bottoms caked with dust and sand. The street was their pitch, and the kids scurried in and out of oncoming traffic.
It wasn’t perfect. But it was soccer. For junior forwards Umar Farouk Osman and Mohammed Zakyi, this was how their careers started.