Gavinmitch11
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Yes, Lets do it said my wife with a huge grin on her beautiful face showing every tooth as if she is participating in a Colgate advert.
I know what you are thinking, the famous words from your better half, Lets do it. But your understanding may be misinterpreted in this instance, my wife has just agreed to uproot our life and move to Portugal, allowing me to follow my dream and take one step closer to my life ambition.
Its been a rough few years for myself and my wife, therefore I see this opportunity as the perfect chance for us to start fresh.
Thursday 5th July 2013 I received the most defining moment in my short coaching career. Antonio Albino The Chairman from Ac. Viseu (who I asked myself in my head) all the way from Portugal phoned me. He had a strong Portuguese accent which naturally not knowing Portuguese I mistook for Spanish. Luckily I kept my mouth shut long enough to be offered the head coach role at this marvelous football club. When I say marvelous club I say that very loosely as I, probably like every person outside of Viseu have never heard of this club. But as they are giving me a fantastic opportunity to coach and get on the football ladder this tiny club is now the best and most important club in the entire world, even more so than my beloved Antwerp.
It took me the whole weekend to convince my wife that this was a great move and opportunity for us. Being from Belgium and not knowing Portuguese as you can imagine my wife was very skeptical and rightly so. Luck for me she loves me and agrees to give it a chance if it means I get to follow my dream.
Monday 8th July I phone Mr Albino back and agree to take the job.
Tuesday 9th July I am on the first plane from Belgium (Antwerp) all the to Sunny Portugal. Flying economy class into Porto. Agreed I know I am not Jose Mourinho going to coach Porto on first class, but I am still as excited for this amazing adventure. It takes me roughly 3 hours to fly to Porto and an hour and 20 minutes to get from Porto to Viseu district. The closer I got the sweatier and smellier I became. Over the weekend I prepared and over prepared knowing full well my wife would back me eventually. I was Smartly dressed (suit and tie), trimmed beard. hair cut which was molded into near perfection. I had everything planned and ready but as always i forgot something. I never Planned for the heat that Portugal had to offer. Any other day and I would be lapping it up like a Pig in S**t but today of all days.
Luckily My wife was even more organized than I was and had packed me a spare Ralph Lauren Shirt and some B.O Spray as I call it.
As I drove through Porto I passed the Beautiful Dragao Stadium. what a beautiful piece of architecture (something I don't usually care about) but that stadium made me hold my breath for a moment making me even more focused and determined for the task in hand.
Next stop Viseu.....
I know what you are thinking, the famous words from your better half, Lets do it. But your understanding may be misinterpreted in this instance, my wife has just agreed to uproot our life and move to Portugal, allowing me to follow my dream and take one step closer to my life ambition.
Its been a rough few years for myself and my wife, therefore I see this opportunity as the perfect chance for us to start fresh.
Thursday 5th July 2013 I received the most defining moment in my short coaching career. Antonio Albino The Chairman from Ac. Viseu (who I asked myself in my head) all the way from Portugal phoned me. He had a strong Portuguese accent which naturally not knowing Portuguese I mistook for Spanish. Luckily I kept my mouth shut long enough to be offered the head coach role at this marvelous football club. When I say marvelous club I say that very loosely as I, probably like every person outside of Viseu have never heard of this club. But as they are giving me a fantastic opportunity to coach and get on the football ladder this tiny club is now the best and most important club in the entire world, even more so than my beloved Antwerp.
It took me the whole weekend to convince my wife that this was a great move and opportunity for us. Being from Belgium and not knowing Portuguese as you can imagine my wife was very skeptical and rightly so. Luck for me she loves me and agrees to give it a chance if it means I get to follow my dream.
Monday 8th July I phone Mr Albino back and agree to take the job.
Tuesday 9th July I am on the first plane from Belgium (Antwerp) all the to Sunny Portugal. Flying economy class into Porto. Agreed I know I am not Jose Mourinho going to coach Porto on first class, but I am still as excited for this amazing adventure. It takes me roughly 3 hours to fly to Porto and an hour and 20 minutes to get from Porto to Viseu district. The closer I got the sweatier and smellier I became. Over the weekend I prepared and over prepared knowing full well my wife would back me eventually. I was Smartly dressed (suit and tie), trimmed beard. hair cut which was molded into near perfection. I had everything planned and ready but as always i forgot something. I never Planned for the heat that Portugal had to offer. Any other day and I would be lapping it up like a Pig in S**t but today of all days.
Luckily My wife was even more organized than I was and had packed me a spare Ralph Lauren Shirt and some B.O Spray as I call it.
As I drove through Porto I passed the Beautiful Dragao Stadium. what a beautiful piece of architecture (something I don't usually care about) but that stadium made me hold my breath for a moment making me even more focused and determined for the task in hand.
Next stop Viseu.....