Those of you who know me won't be surprised to hear that I haven't been to a football match since about 1971.
Until today.
Today I saw a brilliant team from the St Elizabeth's Centre in Hertfordshire take on the Bishop's Stortford Special Needs squad in the Inclusion Cup at the Bishop's Stortford Football Ground.
It was one of the best things I've ever seen: heartwarming and hilarious, passionate and incompetent, friendly and fiercely competitive and wreathed in smiles and laughter both on the pitch and off.
And Joey played for St Elizabeth's squad, in their smart Arsenal red.
He got two touches of the ball. One was a free kick which he tentatively rolled backwards towards the St Elizabeth's goal. The other was a throw in which he decided to take as a kick instead. But each got a huge whoop from the carers and friends who were partying in the stands.
How anything could be so straightforward and yet so profound is a riddle to me. But it was both and you'd have to have a heart of stone not to be moved to tears by the whole thing, even as you laugh with joy. You see, disability isn't all tragic. What's more, St Elizabeth's won 4-2...
