The temperature outside has suddenly dropped, but that didn’t stop the futsal inside being red hot!

We had two new players come and try futsal for the first time – welcome Raya and Sienna, we hope you had fun and we look forward to seeing you again very soon!

In our club’s tradition, as this was the last session of the block, the girls played matches for the whole hour. We asked them to show some of the characterises and fundamentals of the game of futsal that we had been working on for the last 5 weeks – recovery, passing, movement and sole of the foot. We have some seriously talent players in this club, something I am fiercely proud of. To say we were impressed by each age group would be an understatement! The futsal on show was fantastic with so many players showing the fundamentals of the game repeatedly.

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No players of the week for this week as its the last session of the block.

But a short note on how the club has grown. Exactly a year ago we had 19 girls attend training at St Peter’s, today we had 44. The club has more than doubled in size, with the addition of the ladies team, over the last 12 month, something we could never have dreamed happening. A special mention from me to Paul, Adie, Ruben, Katie, Ellie and of course Suzy for all their amazing help – you really are the unsung heroes of the club. Next time you see any of them please say a huge thank you, it really does make their day! Well played everyone, have a good break and we will see you on the 6 November.

Final thoughts of a coach – This week as a person has been extremely hard. I am not ashamed to admit I have struggled with my mental heath since the passing of my father, a person who encouraged me hugely with my sport. I have many sports stories involving how he helped, motivated and supported me in my sports and coaching journey. One of the most memorable was losing a cup semi final by a single goal, in which the referee was not the best. After the game I blamed the result on the referee, complaining bitterly that he made so many mistakes and ultimately cost us the game. My father calmly asked me if I had made any mistakes during the game? I replied, of course. He said, well isn’t the referee not allowed to make them too? That thought has stuck with me all my life – it is alright to make mistake, to try and fail, to not be perfect all the time. It’s how you learn from these events that ultimately shapes you as a person. RIP Dad, I miss you everyday…