My one heart was now glued to Manchester United.
INTRODUCTORY CHAPTERS (1-3)
CHAPTER ONE: THE PRODIGY
THE DAY I TRULY FELL IN LOVE WITH FOOTBALL
I was 4 years old, about to turn 5. It was a sunny day in May 2003, with beams of sunshine glistening across my native country, Ireland, and where I was living, Limerick. Manchester United were playing on TV, and I was curious, and my big imagination was intrigued by what I saw. I watched some of the game and was in awe with what I was seeing as young child. I started to like this new sport I had discovered, football. It was fast paced, action packed, dramatic, suspenseful, just like my personality as a young child, as I was constantly full of energy, and would never stop.
The game ended and I was so happy, as I saw a fellow Irishman Roy Keane lift the Premier League trophy as captain. I picked up a piece of white paper and started drawing, just letting my expansive young imagination flow on the canvas that was the paper. I drew a picture of the Premier League trophy and a red shirt, with Roy Keanes name and number on it, and I felt so belonging for the first time in my young life. I could imagine myself playing for Manchester United, and my little glittering different coloured eyes were filled with so much ecstasy as for the first time in my life, I had a dream. I wanted to be a professional football player, and my little mind got hooked instantly to football, and Manchester United became a religion for me.
From that one sunny day in May 2003, I had kindled my future dreams, and felt this sense of excitement and happiness I had never endured before, and a sense of identity. It was a truly crucial day in my childhood, and one I wouldn't ever forget. Manchester United were now my genre in life, my source of happiness, my hand down of joy, my bread and butter. And this is where my footballing adventures all began.