Reverse Countdown.

And right before the kick could score a goal, his feet fell to the spiny ground and his knee socks began to stain. A boy of five, let out a cry.

The mother reached him hurriedly, she helped him walk and whispered, "Its okay child, boys dont cry." He hadn't heard that before but his elder brother knew, so did his dad and every other man.

But before he knew that 'boys' will be replaced by 'big boys' and then said to be 'men' in that same one line, he had fallen for the trap. Because according to the myth, tears shrink penises.

His mother isn't well now, she doesn't remember a lot, except for a nine year old, soaked in blood, in the middle of the road, catching his last breath and saying "Look mama, ask anyone I didn't cry."