AidanD10

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Football. Life. Dedication. Heartbreak. Joy. Fear. Pride. Fluidity. Faith. Belief. Passion. Football.

My name is Aidan Dickson. Born and raised in Portsmouth, I played football at school as a child and lived my life to the fullest, everyday going out into the playground, kicking the ball around. Running, living, loving the beautiful game. From home I would watch every Portsmouth game. Cheering them on with every ounce of energy I had left, I went through Joy, happiness, faith but more recently Heartbreak, fear, devastation but above all Pride. My boyhood team and my life had been hit hard by money and were on the brink of disappearing. I thought to myself how could ‘I’ help. I worked every day, extra hours, village chores just to raise that little bit extra money to stop my towns biggest asset falling off the map. This football club brought the whole town together and although we are not what we used to be. Our beloved Portsmouth Football Club still exist today. I have spent the last four years watching this Club struggle, with no manager who really knows what the place is about or how to really take us to the next level, I thought to myself. Why not me? Why can’t I do it? I am a local boy. I know the club inside-out. I can connect with the fans. I am young. Why not me? From then on my life changed, 4 years of hard work has got me to this position. The essential coaching badges needed. Another pre-season and, most importantly, the job available. My dream had come true. I was finally able to apply for the job of my dreams and that is exactly what I did.

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