Kick out the racists in football

AS a young lad, I was always out with my gang, playing football on the streets. There were seven of us, Malays, Chinese, Indians and Eurasians. There were plenty of good times. Even arguments would end in laughter.

As a 29-year-old now, I long for those days. The world seems to be engulfed with extremism and racism. But reading about it in foreign reports is one thing. Staring it in the face is another.