He loves football. Loves it.

So much that I kinda envy his passion because I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed anything as much as he enjoys this sport. Playing it, being with his teammates, working hard to make himself a stronger, smarter player.

He went to training twice a week this summer, not because I made him, because he wanted to improve. He wanted to grow and to learn how to be better at the game he loves. He wanted to be able to be a good leader for his team and a stronger athlete on the field.

And even...