Wednesday, 3rd July 2013
If you ever told me I'd be a football player when I got older, I wouldn't of believed you, if you ever told me I'd be a successful manager, I wouldn't of believed you. But it is where I am now. I have been a football player, a very good one at that, loved by so many and cheered when I touch the ball.Swansea, Wigan and many other clubs, were just some of the clubs I'd played for, I then retired, very proud of what I had achieved, I thought my football journey may of been up, but, Swansea, that club again offered me the job to be the manager of the club.
It was a great feeling, I accepted straight away and off on my managerial journey I went. I made Swansea. I made them what they are today, by employing a pass, pass, pass tactic, I attracted many interest, then came a offer from the Premier league club, Wigan Athletic. It took me a while. I didn't want to let such a offer go away, but, at the same time I didn't want to leave this magnificent club, which being the Welsh club, Swansea City. I tossed and turned all night, the decision was tough and it took me many nights. Then came that decision to be made, I shut my eyes and then made the choice and it was the choice of my life.
After many years of tough competition to keep the club up and nothing much to cheer about, came the year, the year where history was made. Wigan Athletic reached the FA Cup final, after many tough ties, which included Everton, we made it. The journey up to Wembely was tough, it wasn't just the players who were nervous, I was too. We went into the changing rooms and got ready, I entered the room and everybody looked ready and to my surprise, the nerves had quickly dissolved and I smiled. I told the team, "Just play your best, I don't care about the cup, I care about all of your performances, just go out there and play, play the best you can."
The teams then entered the field, I could hear the fans chanting, "Wigan, Wigan, Wigan!" I knew the fans were ready, ready to watch us play our socks off. The Manchester City boss, Roberto Mancini, approached me and whispered into my ear, "Good luck," I smiled and replied the same back. Then the game was off.
We were the huge underdogs going into the game, but, the players were ready, I could see it in their eyes and the fans had heart, which I knew would help the lads even more. We started brightly, early chances fell to us, Callum was tearing the Man City left back, Gael Clichy apart and I knew if he and the rest of the team carried on with this momentum, we could win, we could pull off the shock and lift the cup.
At half time, the score line was 0-0 and apart from one chance, where Carlos Tevez was denied by Joel’s foot, Man City were very quiet. I didn’t say anything to the team apart from, “Keep it up lads.” As the teams entered the pitch for the 2nd half, I noticed the face of the opposition manager, Mancini frowned. I knew how he felt, he was in danger of losing his job, but I needed to focus on my job and pray that the lads would carry on like they did in the first period.
A significant time had passed, we were in added time, 5 minutes were added on. We had a great chance and City were forced to concede a corner. Shaun whipped it in, the ball was beautiful, many ran towards the ball, but nobody got as high as our centre midfielder, Ben Watson, who jumped high into the area and threw his head towards the ball, it flew past many City players and also many Wigan players, the ball carried on it’s flight and it finally reached the ‘City goal, the keeper, Joe Hart had absolute no chance, as the ball hit the back of the net. I was stunned, I gasped and jumped up and down, ran round a little and looked up at our chairman, Dave Whelan, who, while the team were still celebrating, turned round and looked in awe.
The whistle finally blew and we’d done it, we’d won the cup, the feeling was too hard to describe. I shuck the hand of Mancini, who they said, “Congratulations,” I ran onto the pitch and celebrated with the team, half an hour later, we collected the cup and lifted into high into the air, I looked round the stadium, looking at all the celebrating Wigan fans was amazing. But I knew we had to focus on the next game against Arsenal, who we had to beat to stay in the Premier league and that’s what I told the team.
But that didn’t happen, we went on to lose the game 4-1, our 8 year run in the Premier league was over. I was devastated, the players were devastated, but I hid that and told the team, “We need to work as hard as ever to reach this league again.”
I didn’t feel too good for a long time, but that changed, I was to join Everton, after David Moyes was replacing retiring Man Utd boss, Sir Alex Ferguson. So that takes us up to the present and our journey as Everton boss. I will be writing a lot more in this diary I’m for sure.
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-Lifting the FA Cup-
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-My new team, Everton-
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Roberto.
Roberto.
Why Everton?
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I wanted to try get into a story, which I never have.. I just don’t know why, but I haven’t. I have never tried this style of writing, which I actually do a lot outside of the site, so I’m confident this story will last, I hope you all support this story, because it will definitely help me as I go along. As well as this, Everton is a perfect club, due to my favourite manager, Roberto Martinez manages there and I also like many of the players, due to having a lot potential. The club could push so Champions League as well, which I hope to get and make this club the best in both the Premier league and hopefully the world! http://i3.liverpoolecho.co.uk/incoming/article6336319.ece/ALTERNATES/s615/TMCL231113MERSEYDERBY-36-6336319.jpg
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