I love a kickabout, but when someone (usually a child) starts introducing rules as in- "You stand over there- no- further back- and I'll be goalie and you try to get it past me" my heart sinks a little- because now you've moved beyond the primal delights of ball control- where the only person you need to impress is yourself- into the arena of competition- and that horrid thing called team spirit can't be far away- and one's freedom of action has been compromised- and tears and screaming matches have become that much more likely.
