It began with exile...
March 25th 2019 had finally come around, today was the day Korbinian Holst had to leave the place he called home, Bradford, United Kingdom. Prime minister Theresa May had ordered the immediate deportation of immigrants not earning over a £30K threshold, a merciless approach by what critics called 'the new Iron Lady'. Holst wasn't sure who the old Iron Lady was, but knew it was bad.
Holst moved to the UK with his father from a small town in Austria called Seeboden when he was just 5 years old, he immediately fell in love with the nations favourite sport, football, despite constant reminders from his dad about the joys of skiing. By 8, Holst had managed to grind his father's love for skiing down, and convince him to buy the pair season tickets to Bradford City, their local club. To this day, Holst never forgets that 2001-02 season, unremarkable for many, who had previously witnessed Bradford in the top flight, but to him, it was love at first sight.
Now, at 25, Holst faced the thought of never seeing his team again, they'd seen better years, no doubt about that, but they were his. It wasn't just Bradford he'd fallen in love with about the UK either. He cherished everything about it, it's tea, it's tradition, it's holidays, it's people, he, in his eyes was British.
But not any more, he didn't earn over the 30k a year he needed as a cab driver, so he was on the deportation list. However, Korbinian Holst had a plan...
Whilst in the UK, Holst had worked in the Bradford youth system as a volunteer coach, however, he developed such a good relationship with the team there, they decided to fund his coaching qualifications, all the way to A grade. This gave him a real chance to get a coaching job back in his home nation, Austria.
Maybe, just maybe, he could do a great job, get noticed internationally, and may just make his way to the UK, maybe one day he'll make it home.
