Football has changed dramatically over the years in my experience. I remember being in primary school aged 10 or 11, got called into the headmasters office one day and told “you’re getting picked up at 3pm today to go and play football, your mum is going to drop your boots off” I’ve still no idea who I played for that day but my life has been football since a very young age. In secondary school I played for my local team, the school, the county and then North wales, I made my senior debut at 14 for my local men’s team, the manager would pick me up from my junior game in the morning and I’d just sit in the minibus and end up wherever we playing. At 16 I signed for a club in the then Konica league of wales, now the welsh premier league, and captained their reserves for a few years, during that time I was still representing county and north wales but also played for wales representative sides, under 16’s and 18’s. Couldn’t break into the first team at my club so moved down a few tiers but in my early twenties I suffered from knee problems so stopped playing for a few years. Eventually I had 2 ops and after a few years out of the game signed for a local team in the lower leagues, enjoyed my football there until I was about 30 then signed for a local Sunday league side where my 2 brothers and lots of my mates played… thus was my most enjoyable time playing football as I was under no pressure and playing for the enjoyment with mates. I then went into coaching and management but still playing, finally played my last competitive game at 43 years old and can say I loved every minute and miss it every day… but there you go, I tried walking football but it’s not for me. Nothing will replace that buzz of playing. I go watch games most weeks but it’s not the same.
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I was boss lar