 Topic: The Diary of a Professional Footballer - A WHOLE SEASON (2025/26) UPDATE!
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 JakeydPaul Scholes; Best Volleyball Players-e-e-k-e-r     total posts: 1763 since: Mar 2007
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 Jul 09, 08 at 10:44AM |
Diary of a Professional Footballer
The Halliwell Jones Stadium, Warrington
5:07pm
August 28, 2010
My time had come and boy what a time I was having. It was about to get a lot, lot sweeter. They had let me know after the training session that I would be starting for the under-18’s. This might have looked like a come down on paper, but it took a lot from me to reach this level from playing at the Galpharm last weekend. My feelings were spread into every corner of the home dressing room slightly before the match and finally it was time to enter my first match in a Liverpool shirt. No.8, my favourite number and one of my favourite matches was about to transpire in the next two hours. In twenty-three minutes, all of the goals were wrapped up and finished in this five-goal thriller.
There is a lot of news in the press swirling around that referees don’t make big game decisions in the opening ten minutes or so, he certainly did against us, giving Sheffield Wednesday the penalty in the first minute, they converted and we were left to pick up the pieces and within eight minutes of their goal we were well on for a comfortable victory as were 3-1 up at 9 minutes. Another penalty was given but not our normal taker took it as Steven Wrightson was on a hat-trick so we let him take it, he converted and we saw out the remainder of the match and won 4-1. I played my first match and got through all of it and not subbed and it is no surprise after my match rating of 8.
When we formed a skewed line to the dressing rooms I saw the guy with a microphone who does the announcements come out and congratulate me, I accepted but didn’t pay much attention until he said, ”Well done on making the first team, son.” I didn’t speak just looked at him, he would crush my heart by mumbling the two worst words ever, ”Only joking.” I trudged past him and spat marginally to the right of his dirtied black slip-ons. I saw Paul Hart laugh at him. He greeted me welcomingly and announced, ”Egg on his face, he doesn’t know you actually made the first team.” I looked in awe at him, knowing that he wasn’t joking. I was going home a pleased seventeen year old.
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imperialcerealBikeageforum raider   total posts: 2872 since: Mar 2007
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 Jul 09, 08 at 10:50AM |
Liverpool hey?
Oh and btw, I'd say you shouldn't give away what's happened in the title 
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The Lynx 99I'm Baack!true seeker   total posts: 1080 since: Jan 2007
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 Jul 09, 08 at 10:57AM |
Brilliant twist at the end, i wonder how long until he makes the actual starting XI.
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theiceman99Viva La VidaStill Seekin'  total posts: 3341 since: Jan 2007
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Jul 09, 08 at 11:12AM |
Hey! No turning into El Hadji Diouf please (spitting).
You ain't getting Gerrard's number 8 in the future.
Nice update with a nice twist.
KIU! |
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wilko112high on "N"  total posts: 796 since: Nov 2007 |
Jul 09, 08 at 11:53AM |
quote The Lynx 99
Brilliant twist at the end, i wonder how long until he makes the actual starting XI.
I agree pal, maybe days months years decades, shut up I'm going O.T.T with decades lol, KUTVGW  700th Post |
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JakeydPaul Scholes; Best Volleyball Players-e-e-k-e-r total posts: 1763 since: Mar 2007
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Jul 09, 08 at 01:29PM |
Diary of a Professional Footballer
Home
9:49pm
August 28, 2010
The usual bombardment of messages as I entered MSN Messenger was getting old as I opened up the Liverpool website I couldn’t get there quick enough when my mate, Luke congratulated me on the step up to the first team, so did Josh. Soon enough my computer was clogging up with seventeen instant messages and 106 e-mail messages. I was overwhelmed, I stepped off the computer and the Pingu theme song played from inside my pocket, I picked the shiny silver Sony Ericsson w850i from my pocket and press the left key to read it.
”Hi, Jake. This is Rafa, I jst wanted 2 tell u tht u can av da day off 2moro n tht u start training on Monday. I hope 2 c u then.”
Wow, I was surprised Rafa was brushed up on new this technology and the text speech. He must’ve picked it up from one of the lads in the dressing rooms. From that text it looks like he’s happy to see me in the first team, and then again, he should be, he picked me of course! |
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 Chelsea BoiSeeketh Maximus  total posts: 5080 since: Apr 2007 |
 Jul 09, 08 at 01:32PM |
Niice update Jake.
Congrats on first team |
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theiceman99Viva La VidaStill Seekin' total posts: 3341 since: Jan 2007
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Jul 09, 08 at 01:33PM |
Come on, this is Rafa we are talking about. You missed out 'for sure'.
Nice update and nice variety of updates makes this SOMS interesting at all times.
KIU! |
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JakeydPaul Scholes; Best Volleyball Players-e-e-k-e-r total posts: 1763 since: Mar 2007
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Jul 09, 08 at 03:40PM |
Diary of a Professional Footballer
Melwood, Liverpool
9:01am
August 30, 2010
You imagine when you are a little kid, what a Premier League dressing room looks like, mine was correct as all of the training kit and boots were all lined up in an orderly fashion, I stepped into the room and the players turned round and smiled and proceeded to welcome me in the middle of the room and they all seemed happy that they had gained a new member of the gang. Ryan – Babel that is – shook my hand as I came and sat next to him in the far corner of the dressing room. Per Metresacker was sat opposite from me, he didn’t come to greet but just sat staring at me, to lighten the mood I looked behind me at the white wall but he was having none of it. When conversation picked up around the room when everyone finished changing, Ryan told me that he had been miserable since 2008-09 since he signed on because Bremen had apparently threatened him and he didn’t want to be here.
But he was cut off by Rafa walking into the room. He talked about the pros and cons about the 2-2 home draw to Fulham on Saturday, saying this week he will work on the frustration levels as 22-men stepped onto the field and only 19-men left at the end. I would always struggle in a midfield filled with Xabi Alonso, Steven Gerrard, Javier Mascherano, Jermaine Pennant, Jeremy Menez, Ryan Babel and Riccardo Montolivo. I had looked like I had gained a friend in Ryan and was looking forward to gradually breaking into the first team. Rafa announced the dreaded TEN laps round the pitch followed by press-ups and sit-ups. The winner would win a massive £10,000. You could tell the men who really wanted it, the players on the outskirts earning the least amount of money, like Kristian Nemeth and Emilano Insua. You couldn’t stop machines like Javier Mascherano and Steven Gerrard. Those were the front runners until the press-ups where they were too tired to continue, then I and Ryan Babel were sneaking the race and I had just beaten him, by a sit-up.
Rafa gave me the £10,000 on the spot for me to take away. I was happy with myself to be one up on the Liverpool squad, just into the first day in the elite, first squad. We were given ten minutes to cool down and then we were to play attack v. defence. Two games. I was against Metresacker, who still didn’t look happy. Javier Mascherano, Jamie Carragher, Daniel Agger and Emilano Insua were my opponents. Here is where I felt the full force of the Liverpool defensive line. I was put through over the defence by Dirk Kuyt and I slipped the ball past Scott Carson in net. The morning was over just like that. Rafa got us back in the dressing room and talking to us about the performance we proved over the morning. He pulled me to one side when conversation began and told me he was very impressed with me winning the money. I told him I wasn’t here to win money but I was here to get into the first team. He told me that he loved my attitude and told me I was progressing well.
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theiceman99Viva La VidaStill Seekin' total posts: 3341 since: Jan 2007
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Jul 09, 08 at 03:48PM |
£10,000?! Not bad eh.
Babel seems friendly with you, but what is that Mertesacker's problem eh? Good updates mate, as usual. And good story coming into now as well. |
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JakeydPaul Scholes; Best Volleyball Players-e-e-k-e-r total posts: 1763 since: Mar 2007
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Jul 09, 08 at 11:49PM |
Diary of a Professional Footballer
Home
11:39am
September 2, 2010
I was quietly defragging my computer whilst I was lying on my computer chair with my feet resting on the computer desk whilst having my head dug deep inside the latest issue of FourFourTwo magazine. The October issue was in today so I thought I’d nip to the shop and purchase it at the One Stop shop down the road. Obviously I couldn’t take a simple walk without being stopped, but that’s life. I heard the shout from downstairs but simply ignored it but the footsteps seemed loud so I whipped my feet onto the floor and I tossed the magazine onto my bed and my Dad entered the room and told me to sort out the newspaper rack in the living room.
I followed him downstairs and he dragged the rack onto the carpet and I tossed all of the old Brighouse Echo onto one pile on the sky blue carpet and all of the new holiday brochures into the smaller pile on the black leather sofa. I glanced at the nearly empty newspaper rack and then to my left as the Champions League preview show was on, previewing Manchester United’s match with Austria Wien. My eyes darted down from the Sony Bravia onto the newspaper where some red socks gathered my attention on the picture in the front page. It flicked the top half and it was a picture of me in my debut match, my Dad probably forgot to tell me about it. I looked further…
My Dad had always wished of a new house ever since I was a little kid as he has lived there since 1987 – for twenty-three years. I had joked with him as soon as I got my first Premier League appearance. It could be two days away, I promised him we’d move to the city or town that my club was based in if it was more than fifty miles away. My plan was set. I got a post-it note and wrote in black marker pen, ”ONE MORE MATCH!” I was to wait for the next visit of my Dad to the bathroom… |
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Number_26i rule at connect 4...s-e-e-k-e-r  total posts: 1649 since: Jun 2007
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Jul 10, 08 at 03:57AM |
Nice update
The Mertesacker bit in the update before the last one was funny, I hope he leaves Liverpool and you go on to play his and tear him apart
KUTGW! |
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theiceman99Viva La VidaStill Seekin' total posts: 3341 since: Jan 2007
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Jul 10, 08 at 04:29AM |
Nice update Jake. Hehe, good use of the newspaper article, they're good them.
As always, keep up the good work!
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JakeydPaul Scholes; Best Volleyball Players-e-e-k-e-r total posts: 1763 since: Mar 2007
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Jul 10, 08 at 07:09AM |
Diary of a Professional Footballer
Players Car Park – New Anfield
7:47am
September 4, 2010
One thing I forgot to tell you – I passed my driving test. I was picking up lessons earlier this year when I was at Huddersfield and I had my theory and finally, my driving test during the World Cup – the 17th of June to be exact. Before my move to Liverpool I had picked up a claret red Alfa Romeo Brera Coupe, of course I’ve still got the green ‘L’ splashed across the back of the car – above the registration plate. When I joined the under-18’s last week, I obviously avoided the piss-taking by ripping the green ‘L’ off of my car before the first training session.
Now that I am a new Liverpool player, I am earning more money which means a better life for me and my Dad. For twenty years he’s been wanting to move out of our little two bedroom house on the outskirts of a small town in West Yorkshire for some time. It was just one more step away from his and my dream. My dream was to play in the Premier League for once in my career and his was to get a large house. This is where these dreams sort of, coincide, for my Dad to get his sparkling new house, I would need to play in my first Premier League match, or – wait for a year or two without a Premier League appearance for my outcome to rise and then have enough for a mansion-like house.
These and more thoughts were swirling around in some sort of mind stew whilst I waited for the bells to chime eight on the dot before we could enter the facilities, that’s when the doors opened for the players to come inside. Obviously, I waited in the Brera. We were to catch the coach down to North London at 8:30am to get down there for 2pm. I know I wasn’t going to be in the starting XI and it would be very surprising if I made into in the seven substitute bench at the Emirates Stadium. Rafael Benitez allowed four or five players to go with the eighteen that would be on the bench and the pitch, just incase of injury in the warm-up or the travelling down there. A lot can happen from now until 5:15pm. Expected the unexpected and all that…
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Lil Jj8
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Jul 10, 08 at 07:14AM |
quote Jakeyd
Alfa Romeo Brera Coupe on a salary at Hudersfield?  other than that, good read and a good cliff hanger. KIU |
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