Dear Lads;

Yesterday was one of those you question all and everything you trust and believe in our football life. One of those days where your soul feels impotent and empty, your heart is full of anger and disillusion and your mind is submerged in darkness and hopeless. Then by early morning come to my mind that I never regretted my dreams, and my heart tells me and my soul whispers to me that I don’t want to regret stop dreaming, no matter what.   

CQ