conorhainin
10-20-2006, 08:17 PM
I had just left Dumbarton Academy and found myself wondering "what am i going to do with my life". I read my local newspaper The lennox herald and found out that Dumbarton under 17's were hosting trials.
I got my dad to drive me there and i went to the trials at Strathclyde Homes stadium, Gerry Mcgabe the manager asked me some questions and then gave me a trial. He was very pleased with what i did and offered me a first team contract worth 1000 a week :dance: the next week i had my first game against Alloa Athletic. I was nervous and i made a total foul up of it, Gerry Mcgabe told me "son you just cant cut it on the pitch when it boils down to it, better luck next time" I was absolutely gutted and i left the pitch in a terrible mood. I hit the bottle hard and received a heck of a lot of abuse from the fans. The next few months was spent doing some intensive training, near the end of the season and i still wasnt picked, then the second last game of the season came. we needed a win to take the Scottish Second division title by edging out the team we were facing, Gretna. Steven Grindlay and Chris Boyle gave me some intensive training and i was finally picked for the first team. I couldnt believe it and when i went out on the pitch all i heard was the fans chanting the song "the sons were the ones" that alone was enough to spur me on. In the early few minutes i received a pass from Andy Rodgers and i sprinted it by 1 player, Mathieson the goalkeeper looked large in the goals and tried to intimidate me, the defenders closed me down and without thinking twice i powered it aiming for the top corner of the net, the ball slotted in perfectly and i was greeted by Chris Boyle tackling me to the ground saying "By god you did it kid! i never thought you could do it well done!" the fans started up a chant of lets go _______ mental lets go _______ mental A NA NA NA and i was ecstatic, near the end of the match i tired out and was subbed to make way for Iain Russell but the damage was done and i had won the League for Dumbarton :blimey: after the match an Agent for Glasgow Rangers approached me and offered me a contract worth 5000 a week. Wanting to play for the team i grew up loving i gladly accepted and made my debut against Kilmarnock half way through the season. Before the game the captain Barry Ferguson came up to me and said "Le guen is giving you a miracle oppertunity take full advantage of it and dont let the fans down" I promised to Barry i would play for my life on the pitch and with that i walked down the tunnel behind Sionko. I ran onto the pitch with butterflys in my stomach. I had to adjust quickly to higher quality football but i just couldnt. The nerves were to much for me to handle and i made a foul up of it. Missing a absolute sitter i hung my head in shame and was substituted later on. A few months later and i wasnt getting any games, i was also feeling homesick and wanted to return to Dumbarton. I handed in my Resignation and told the press i wanted to return to the sons of the rock,Dumbarton, soon after Dumbarton wanted to sign me back on a contract worth 7000 a week. I gladly accepted and headed back to Dumbarton with my family and when i arrived i was immediately told i was playing against Livingston. I was nervous as heck and when i went out on the pitch the fans went wild. 30 minutes into the game i took the ball past 2 players and had a long range shot. The ball nestled nicely under the keepers outstretched arms edging us 1-0 ahead. Soon after i found myself once again with the ball, my energy level was dipping and i knew i didnt have long left on the pitch before i was eventually subbed. I sprinted as fast as i could towards the Livingston goal and was brought down hard by a midfielder. I had to be taken off the pitch with injury but i had done enough to secure a win for Dumbarton :dance: . After a month of treatment i returned to the pitch to face clyde. I ran out on the pitch but secretly my ankle was screaming from where it was injured a month before. the match kicked off and immediately i took the ball up the pitch, my ankle nearly gave way so i kicked the ball to Andy Rodgers who ran past a defender and hit the ball hard aiming for the top corner. He hit the post and despite my ankles pleading i sprinted into the box and smashed the ball as hard as i could, my ankle gave way and i stumbled over bringing down a Clyde player, i looked up expecting to see the ball going over the bar but it dipped under the bar and nestled nicely into the net. I was on cloud 9 and couldnt believe that i had scored. I got up and ran over to the Dumbarton fans and one fan jumped over the gate and gave me a top with my name on the back. I was ecstatic that the fans loved me so much so i walked over to Gerry Mcgabe and said, gaffer can you put that in my kit bag im gonna hang it up on my wall. He looked slightly puzzled but nodded anyway. I ran back onto the pitch and play resumed. At the end of the Game we won 3-0 and celebrated wildly. I walked towards my BMW and i was approached by a man wearing a Clyde top. I thought i was in deep trouble and then the person said. Im Bob Harris i represent the Clyde board and i would like to bring you into our team. I politely rejected and he looked positively fuming when i drove away.
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To be Continued when i can be bothered finishing it :rolleyes:
I got my dad to drive me there and i went to the trials at Strathclyde Homes stadium, Gerry Mcgabe the manager asked me some questions and then gave me a trial. He was very pleased with what i did and offered me a first team contract worth 1000 a week :dance: the next week i had my first game against Alloa Athletic. I was nervous and i made a total foul up of it, Gerry Mcgabe told me "son you just cant cut it on the pitch when it boils down to it, better luck next time" I was absolutely gutted and i left the pitch in a terrible mood. I hit the bottle hard and received a heck of a lot of abuse from the fans. The next few months was spent doing some intensive training, near the end of the season and i still wasnt picked, then the second last game of the season came. we needed a win to take the Scottish Second division title by edging out the team we were facing, Gretna. Steven Grindlay and Chris Boyle gave me some intensive training and i was finally picked for the first team. I couldnt believe it and when i went out on the pitch all i heard was the fans chanting the song "the sons were the ones" that alone was enough to spur me on. In the early few minutes i received a pass from Andy Rodgers and i sprinted it by 1 player, Mathieson the goalkeeper looked large in the goals and tried to intimidate me, the defenders closed me down and without thinking twice i powered it aiming for the top corner of the net, the ball slotted in perfectly and i was greeted by Chris Boyle tackling me to the ground saying "By god you did it kid! i never thought you could do it well done!" the fans started up a chant of lets go _______ mental lets go _______ mental A NA NA NA and i was ecstatic, near the end of the match i tired out and was subbed to make way for Iain Russell but the damage was done and i had won the League for Dumbarton :blimey: after the match an Agent for Glasgow Rangers approached me and offered me a contract worth 5000 a week. Wanting to play for the team i grew up loving i gladly accepted and made my debut against Kilmarnock half way through the season. Before the game the captain Barry Ferguson came up to me and said "Le guen is giving you a miracle oppertunity take full advantage of it and dont let the fans down" I promised to Barry i would play for my life on the pitch and with that i walked down the tunnel behind Sionko. I ran onto the pitch with butterflys in my stomach. I had to adjust quickly to higher quality football but i just couldnt. The nerves were to much for me to handle and i made a foul up of it. Missing a absolute sitter i hung my head in shame and was substituted later on. A few months later and i wasnt getting any games, i was also feeling homesick and wanted to return to Dumbarton. I handed in my Resignation and told the press i wanted to return to the sons of the rock,Dumbarton, soon after Dumbarton wanted to sign me back on a contract worth 7000 a week. I gladly accepted and headed back to Dumbarton with my family and when i arrived i was immediately told i was playing against Livingston. I was nervous as heck and when i went out on the pitch the fans went wild. 30 minutes into the game i took the ball past 2 players and had a long range shot. The ball nestled nicely under the keepers outstretched arms edging us 1-0 ahead. Soon after i found myself once again with the ball, my energy level was dipping and i knew i didnt have long left on the pitch before i was eventually subbed. I sprinted as fast as i could towards the Livingston goal and was brought down hard by a midfielder. I had to be taken off the pitch with injury but i had done enough to secure a win for Dumbarton :dance: . After a month of treatment i returned to the pitch to face clyde. I ran out on the pitch but secretly my ankle was screaming from where it was injured a month before. the match kicked off and immediately i took the ball up the pitch, my ankle nearly gave way so i kicked the ball to Andy Rodgers who ran past a defender and hit the ball hard aiming for the top corner. He hit the post and despite my ankles pleading i sprinted into the box and smashed the ball as hard as i could, my ankle gave way and i stumbled over bringing down a Clyde player, i looked up expecting to see the ball going over the bar but it dipped under the bar and nestled nicely into the net. I was on cloud 9 and couldnt believe that i had scored. I got up and ran over to the Dumbarton fans and one fan jumped over the gate and gave me a top with my name on the back. I was ecstatic that the fans loved me so much so i walked over to Gerry Mcgabe and said, gaffer can you put that in my kit bag im gonna hang it up on my wall. He looked slightly puzzled but nodded anyway. I ran back onto the pitch and play resumed. At the end of the Game we won 3-0 and celebrated wildly. I walked towards my BMW and i was approached by a man wearing a Clyde top. I thought i was in deep trouble and then the person said. Im Bob Harris i represent the Clyde board and i would like to bring you into our team. I politely rejected and he looked positively fuming when i drove away.
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To be Continued when i can be bothered finishing it :rolleyes: