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Nyron didn't feel the tap on his shoulder. He was tired - a summer break had left him a little short of match fitness, and as the second overall pick to Liffeyside Celtic he had wanted to prove a point in his first training session. He had been running hard.
"Nyron!"
He felt a hand grab a shoulder this time. He turned to see one of his coaches.
"Stay back a second, the gaffer and I want a word."
The coach led Nyron over to the manager, who greeted him with a smile.
"Nyron, how's it going son?"
He didn't wait for a response.
"We've been watching you for a while before we brought you here. You're fast, you're strong, you jump a mile in the air, and you can play a bit. You've spent last season playing down the left - we think you can do better as a defender."
Nyron was taken aback.
"But gaffer, I've never..."
"I know what you're going to say, son. But we've got a long preseason ahead of us and the best coaches money can buy. Just have a go at it. If you can't play centre back in three weeks, you're going back to the left wing. Good lad."
The manager and coach walked off, leaving Nyron standing shocked.
"Nyron!"
He felt a hand grab a shoulder this time. He turned to see one of his coaches.
"Stay back a second, the gaffer and I want a word."
The coach led Nyron over to the manager, who greeted him with a smile.
"Nyron, how's it going son?"
He didn't wait for a response.
"We've been watching you for a while before we brought you here. You're fast, you're strong, you jump a mile in the air, and you can play a bit. You've spent last season playing down the left - we think you can do better as a defender."
Nyron was taken aback.
"But gaffer, I've never..."
"I know what you're going to say, son. But we've got a long preseason ahead of us and the best coaches money can buy. Just have a go at it. If you can't play centre back in three weeks, you're going back to the left wing. Good lad."
The manager and coach walked off, leaving Nyron standing shocked.
