Everybody across Europe loves it, we in Kosova aren't different. As young kids we all fall in love with it and continue to love it for years and years after.
Our first great love is Football!
After the war in my country ended, families started to settle on their homes and started doing many different things to help in their kids development. I was quite lucky to live in a city at that time, since the opportunities that it gave us were substantially higher that kids who lived in villages. Among the great things that we had was the football club. The club re-started its activity on the first summer after the war and started accepting young footballers on their football academies soon after.
I started playing football for my local team "Drenica" when I was 7, and it definitely was my first great love. Training was a very fun activity and I can truly say that from training to be a football player I have learned a lot of things about human bodies, especially mine. (Whenever I run nowdays I remember the breathing cycle that was explained to me as a 7 year old footballer by our coach, whenever I stretch I remember the stretches we did after a training session or a game, all my physical activities that I do now I am able to find some correlation with my past experiences with football).
Excitement of a young kid when he scores a goal cannot be compared with anything else, I still remember when I scored my first goal playing a local team, I was the happiest person in the world. It was a very good goal, an accidental header from around the penalty point which went straight in just slightly going over the keeper (who being my age was quite small and we played in big goals). Friends hugging, family members and others cheering, its a delightful thing to happen to a 7 years old kid and a very good memory to a 24 year old. Among many things that pushed me to love the sport even more at those times was an article that was written for me by a very respected sports journalist (he sadly passed away just a few years after we did the interview) when I was 8. As a talented player my coach and the journalist decided they wanted to showcase me and my skills on the sports paper. I do remember how much that article helped with my confidence, as every time I didn't play well, or got very tired during a training session or anything bad happened that normally would discourage me from playing I would go and take a look at the article and would get all the motivation I needed for days/weeks to come.
I played football for many years and always enjoyed it, we as a team participated onto different tournaments sometimes did good, sometimes we could have done better but we never stopped and I believe that, that is the point, play a lot so you can have tons of fun, play the game because of the excitement you get from it and play it to live a healthy life.
I feel that I should mention one very good and successful tournament that we had in Albania (I must have been around 12-13) where we played against teams from 5 different countries. This was the first big "thing" for us. We were very focused and managed to win every single game until we reached the finals, where sadly we got beaten 3:0 from a team from Kosova. During this tournament I scored twice which is good but on our last game I missed a golden opportunity to score and we got punished, however the score we got was very good and we got a lot of praise from our coach at that particular tournament. . .Every good think comes to an end, unfortunately my dream of being a football star came to an end due to a leg injury, I think it happened overtime since I never got hurt very badly in a match or training but something happened and I was forced out of the field by my doctor. My love for the game has never ended I still love football a lot, I am a passionate fan of my local team "Drenica" and a huge fan of "Barcelona" but its been quite some time since I have last played a game.
(As you're going to find later during my story I don't play football anymore for a variety of reason and not all of them are bad)
Our first great love is Football!
After the war in my country ended, families started to settle on their homes and started doing many different things to help in their kids development. I was quite lucky to live in a city at that time, since the opportunities that it gave us were substantially higher that kids who lived in villages. Among the great things that we had was the football club. The club re-started its activity on the first summer after the war and started accepting young footballers on their football academies soon after.
I started playing football for my local team "Drenica" when I was 7, and it definitely was my first great love. Training was a very fun activity and I can truly say that from training to be a football player I have learned a lot of things about human bodies, especially mine. (Whenever I run nowdays I remember the breathing cycle that was explained to me as a 7 year old footballer by our coach, whenever I stretch I remember the stretches we did after a training session or a game, all my physical activities that I do now I am able to find some correlation with my past experiences with football).
Excitement of a young kid when he scores a goal cannot be compared with anything else, I still remember when I scored my first goal playing a local team, I was the happiest person in the world. It was a very good goal, an accidental header from around the penalty point which went straight in just slightly going over the keeper (who being my age was quite small and we played in big goals). Friends hugging, family members and others cheering, its a delightful thing to happen to a 7 years old kid and a very good memory to a 24 year old. Among many things that pushed me to love the sport even more at those times was an article that was written for me by a very respected sports journalist (he sadly passed away just a few years after we did the interview) when I was 8. As a talented player my coach and the journalist decided they wanted to showcase me and my skills on the sports paper. I do remember how much that article helped with my confidence, as every time I didn't play well, or got very tired during a training session or anything bad happened that normally would discourage me from playing I would go and take a look at the article and would get all the motivation I needed for days/weeks to come.
I played football for many years and always enjoyed it, we as a team participated onto different tournaments sometimes did good, sometimes we could have done better but we never stopped and I believe that, that is the point, play a lot so you can have tons of fun, play the game because of the excitement you get from it and play it to live a healthy life.
I feel that I should mention one very good and successful tournament that we had in Albania (I must have been around 12-13) where we played against teams from 5 different countries. This was the first big "thing" for us. We were very focused and managed to win every single game until we reached the finals, where sadly we got beaten 3:0 from a team from Kosova. During this tournament I scored twice which is good but on our last game I missed a golden opportunity to score and we got punished, however the score we got was very good and we got a lot of praise from our coach at that particular tournament. . .Every good think comes to an end, unfortunately my dream of being a football star came to an end due to a leg injury, I think it happened overtime since I never got hurt very badly in a match or training but something happened and I was forced out of the field by my doctor. My love for the game has never ended I still love football a lot, I am a passionate fan of my local team "Drenica" and a huge fan of "Barcelona" but its been quite some time since I have last played a game.
(As you're going to find later during my story I don't play football anymore for a variety of reason and not all of them are bad)
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