Soccer is all over African literature, but here are some of the most interesting scenes by African writers.
When France was playing Belgium in the semi-finals, I received a message from my mother on Whatsapp. It was a video of my father, sister, and brother eating dinner in Harare while watching the game. They looked more alike than I've ever seen them as they managed to eat without looking down at their plates. It was a scene like many others this summer, soccer seeping into daily routines and routines shifting to accommodate the game.