You’ll Never Forget Your First Team!
My Mum came home when I was 4 years old. ‘Football on Saturday’? She had been on a bike ride and seen a Guy coaching football on the local park. She had asked him if he coached girls, apparently he was really chuffed cos they hadn’t got any girls in the club at all and he wanted to get girls to come along.
On Saturday Mum and I turned up to West Park in Long Eaton. There were around 50 Kids all aged 4 or 5, doing a taster session. On my first day another Kid (Riley) pulled my hair, I ran over to Mum and told her, ‘make the next tackle a good one’ she said, I ran back to the training.
I was chosen for the team for that season, and what a team. Apart from Kylie moving to France, we stayed together. We won the league one year, it was amazing to go on the stage to collect our trophies.
Adrian was our coach, he worked so hard, he typified the unsung hero. Prepping our training whether rain or shine, arranging our matches and just coping with a gang of kids going through childhood. I stayed with that team until I was twelve, when I had to move across to the Girls league.
I’m still so close to all the Guy’s. Riley never pulled my hair again...
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