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Well where do you even start? At the start I suppose…
END OF SEASON
It's been almost a week since the draft! Now I will admit I will stray from my usual modest self and say that I had a plethora of interest from various scouts across the league. I spent a lot of time getting the reps in and trying to improve every single day since getting to the academy and I thankfully put myself in the window quite well despite the clubs poor performances overall throughout the season.
Whenever asked by my brothers, Barry @Definia and Bruce @Spree, about how the scouting conversations have gone I always said that they went quite well but my chats with SFV were always the standouts and I would tell them as much.
Approaching the draft I think everyone was in the same boat, a nervous excitement. When the season ended we managed to end it on a high thankfully and it certainly made the wait for the draft a bit more bearable because I could comfortably say I did everything I could and now the decision was in someone else's hands. It's a double edged anxious sword but one that I found comforting, all there was to do was wait.
And then the phone call came that an All-Stars game was being arranged and that I would be a part of @o1playz team and I was ecstatic to get back on the park and this time with less pressure and more fun to be had. Seeing everyone again and sharing the locker room with people I was once on the opposite side of the park from was certainly an exciting opportunity. I hope we get together again at some point in the future!
DRAFT DAY!
Now the day we'd all been waiting for was here… it was draft day, baby! I think anyone would be lying if they said they didn't have a favourite team that they'd love to go to, did they want to be a part of a championship challenging team? A part of an ever growing team? One on the cusp of challenging?... Maybe even be a part of a rebuild?
Well after the chat with SFV something awoke inside me… that's where I wanted to be, that's where I needed to be! Being a part of a teams resurgence is always exciting in my eyes, but a resurgence for a team of their stature… their history within the league, they had to be my #1 desired team coming into the draft.
I checked the finalised draft order, my answer would be soon… as much as they were in my plans, was I in theirs?
Seeing them having the first two spots in the draft is always an extremely strong position to be in and kudos to the orgs management for the forward planning to get them there, and a stroke of good luck that they'd have such a strong class to pick from.
My brothers and I, watching from our respective houses with our families. On an open call between us on loud speaker… the time was now!
First pick came up, and to the surprise of absolutely no one, Barry McGlynn's name was called. I had high hopes I would be a first round pick and think I did enough to secure that… but now my favoured destination’s picks were halved and it wasn't me. I would be dishonest to say that I was worried I'd potentially be losing my chance, but at the same time excited at the prospect I could be playing alongside my brother once again and reliving the Port Royal days.
And so they moved on to the 2nd pick, my heart was pounding… “Please say my name!” repeated over and over in my mind. And so out came the name “SFV have picked… Reece Munro” the place erupted, you could hear mine and Barry's families ecstatic at the prospect, the future was bright for us and we could not wait!
I gave out a huge sigh of relief, I did it! I always had such admiration for German clubs; their fans, their leagues, how the clubs were run. Dynamo Dresden was always a team I held so close to my heart and loved dearly… they really ignited my continued love for German football, so being able to play in that system was such an exciting idea for me and being able to do it with my brother was all the better.
But… the real twist of the draft was yet to come.
As draft picks came and went, names excitedly announced, there was still a 3rd person on that call who had yet to be drafted, Bruce McAllister… where would he go? Will there be yet another family rivalry added to the SSL?
SFV then had a 4th pick, we waited with bated breath, who would be joining us on our journey… and then the name was announced, Bruce McAllister.
The 3 brothers united together, an idea only dreamed about and jokingly floated around of “wouldn't that be cool?!” But never one realistically entertained as it would be such a hard task to pull off and a huge ask of any org to arrange… and yet here we are, all under one banner with one purpose and one collective dream. Get SFV back to its rightful place.
Now that's a dream you can buy into, that's a dream that may not be a dream after all!
POST-DRAFT
Us 3 all said our farewells to our families, we met in the airport, scanned our boarding passes, handed our bags over to the staff, and off we went… Next stop, Montréal!
It was a different ball game, Port Royal was such an intense but fun experience. So much learning, so much growth but arriving at the training ground here in Montréal really just helped make it all seem a bit more real. But now it was time to get down to business; we met with the staff, the management, and our team mates. The gaffer called me into his office, sat me down and explained his plans for the upcoming season and what his vision was for me. “How would you like to play out in the wing?” He asked me, I remember it so vividly as he would go on to explain why he felt I would fit there, he had such a way with words, he knew how I played better than I did! I sat there feeling what can only be described as cautious bewilderment, that was until he said the sentence that was all I needed to hear at that point, “I want you and your brothers spear heading the attack, leading the charge” and I was sold, “yes, boss” was my eager reply.
And we got to work, it certainly taken some getting used to but being out wide and not being the conductor in the middle dictating the tempo… but I found other parts of the game that lit the fire in me, I can still create from out here! I could still make things happen! But now I was able to also chip in with the goals and feel that rush you get as you hear the ball ripple the net. Some moments of beauty between us really just alleviated the nerves and settled me into properly immersing myself into my new role and showed that there's exciting times ahead especially when we get out and can hear the roar of that crowd!
Bring on the season!
Allez, Montréal!
Los Gehts, Schwarzwälder!
END OF SEASON
It's been almost a week since the draft! Now I will admit I will stray from my usual modest self and say that I had a plethora of interest from various scouts across the league. I spent a lot of time getting the reps in and trying to improve every single day since getting to the academy and I thankfully put myself in the window quite well despite the clubs poor performances overall throughout the season.
Whenever asked by my brothers, Barry @Definia and Bruce @Spree, about how the scouting conversations have gone I always said that they went quite well but my chats with SFV were always the standouts and I would tell them as much.
Approaching the draft I think everyone was in the same boat, a nervous excitement. When the season ended we managed to end it on a high thankfully and it certainly made the wait for the draft a bit more bearable because I could comfortably say I did everything I could and now the decision was in someone else's hands. It's a double edged anxious sword but one that I found comforting, all there was to do was wait.
And then the phone call came that an All-Stars game was being arranged and that I would be a part of @o1playz team and I was ecstatic to get back on the park and this time with less pressure and more fun to be had. Seeing everyone again and sharing the locker room with people I was once on the opposite side of the park from was certainly an exciting opportunity. I hope we get together again at some point in the future!
DRAFT DAY!
Now the day we'd all been waiting for was here… it was draft day, baby! I think anyone would be lying if they said they didn't have a favourite team that they'd love to go to, did they want to be a part of a championship challenging team? A part of an ever growing team? One on the cusp of challenging?... Maybe even be a part of a rebuild?
Well after the chat with SFV something awoke inside me… that's where I wanted to be, that's where I needed to be! Being a part of a teams resurgence is always exciting in my eyes, but a resurgence for a team of their stature… their history within the league, they had to be my #1 desired team coming into the draft.
I checked the finalised draft order, my answer would be soon… as much as they were in my plans, was I in theirs?
Seeing them having the first two spots in the draft is always an extremely strong position to be in and kudos to the orgs management for the forward planning to get them there, and a stroke of good luck that they'd have such a strong class to pick from.
My brothers and I, watching from our respective houses with our families. On an open call between us on loud speaker… the time was now!
First pick came up, and to the surprise of absolutely no one, Barry McGlynn's name was called. I had high hopes I would be a first round pick and think I did enough to secure that… but now my favoured destination’s picks were halved and it wasn't me. I would be dishonest to say that I was worried I'd potentially be losing my chance, but at the same time excited at the prospect I could be playing alongside my brother once again and reliving the Port Royal days.
And so they moved on to the 2nd pick, my heart was pounding… “Please say my name!” repeated over and over in my mind. And so out came the name “SFV have picked… Reece Munro” the place erupted, you could hear mine and Barry's families ecstatic at the prospect, the future was bright for us and we could not wait!
I gave out a huge sigh of relief, I did it! I always had such admiration for German clubs; their fans, their leagues, how the clubs were run. Dynamo Dresden was always a team I held so close to my heart and loved dearly… they really ignited my continued love for German football, so being able to play in that system was such an exciting idea for me and being able to do it with my brother was all the better.
But… the real twist of the draft was yet to come.
As draft picks came and went, names excitedly announced, there was still a 3rd person on that call who had yet to be drafted, Bruce McAllister… where would he go? Will there be yet another family rivalry added to the SSL?
SFV then had a 4th pick, we waited with bated breath, who would be joining us on our journey… and then the name was announced, Bruce McAllister.
The 3 brothers united together, an idea only dreamed about and jokingly floated around of “wouldn't that be cool?!” But never one realistically entertained as it would be such a hard task to pull off and a huge ask of any org to arrange… and yet here we are, all under one banner with one purpose and one collective dream. Get SFV back to its rightful place.
Now that's a dream you can buy into, that's a dream that may not be a dream after all!
POST-DRAFT
Us 3 all said our farewells to our families, we met in the airport, scanned our boarding passes, handed our bags over to the staff, and off we went… Next stop, Montréal!
It was a different ball game, Port Royal was such an intense but fun experience. So much learning, so much growth but arriving at the training ground here in Montréal really just helped make it all seem a bit more real. But now it was time to get down to business; we met with the staff, the management, and our team mates. The gaffer called me into his office, sat me down and explained his plans for the upcoming season and what his vision was for me. “How would you like to play out in the wing?” He asked me, I remember it so vividly as he would go on to explain why he felt I would fit there, he had such a way with words, he knew how I played better than I did! I sat there feeling what can only be described as cautious bewilderment, that was until he said the sentence that was all I needed to hear at that point, “I want you and your brothers spear heading the attack, leading the charge” and I was sold, “yes, boss” was my eager reply.
And we got to work, it certainly taken some getting used to but being out wide and not being the conductor in the middle dictating the tempo… but I found other parts of the game that lit the fire in me, I can still create from out here! I could still make things happen! But now I was able to also chip in with the goals and feel that rush you get as you hear the ball ripple the net. Some moments of beauty between us really just alleviated the nerves and settled me into properly immersing myself into my new role and showed that there's exciting times ahead especially when we get out and can hear the roar of that crowd!
Bring on the season!
Allez, Montréal!
Los Gehts, Schwarzwälder!
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