(My dream came true…then ended in the same day!)
When I was young I didn’t have a clue what I wanted to do when I left school.
I only knew that I’d love to be a professional football (soccer) player.
I played for the school team and was selected to play for Plymouth schoolboys, where people had progressed from there to go on to play for major league teams and even to represent their country playing for England.
I remember receiving the letter telling me I’d been selected and I was just fizzing with joy and excitement. I could see my whole future panned out in front of me. Fame, fortune, doing something I loved. The whole shebang.
Then, that very same day, my Dad came home from work (he was in the army) and told us he was being posted to Catterick in North Yorkshire and that we’d all be moving there in just a few weeks.
What! That was the other end of the country!
And just like that, the same day my dream came true it was taken away from me in an instant.
To say I was totally gutted would have been the understatement of the century.
So we moved up to Yorkshire, where I was again picked to play for the school team. However, then one day fate again took a hand.
As I was walking past the school tennis courts one lunchtime I saw this vision of the most gorgeous beauty, right there playing tennis.
Amazing long red hair. Fantastic figure. Just stunning!
I was totally smitten and from that day on, football took a lowly second place to me wanting to find the courage from somewhere to ask this girl out on a date. But she was WAY out of my league for sure. She was a majors daughter!
I had long hair of my own at that time. Below shoulder length and I fancied myself as something of a hippy. ;-) What would she see in me?
A short time later though, after pacing up and down outside her house for ages, I managed to pluck up the courage to knock on her door and ask her for a date.
She said YES! Holy shit!
We were together and inseparable for 18 months, until fate took a hand again and her father was…