I remember when I was in hospital in '96 and I couldn't wait to go home and play football with the lads. I actually used to like football back then, believe it or not. I used to support Manchester United and Portsmouth, I know, some of you might curse. A few weeks after I got home, I turned 12, I got the Man U football kit that year. I used to go to my mates house to have a kick about but he. Would be a bit more serious about footy and call over other mates to play a proper football match. Anyway, further operations arose and my balance eventually got worse so there was some time where I wasn't playing football so much. Balance eventually got slightly better and I started playing again, not very well but then again I wasn't expecting to. My friend would still want to play proper matches rather than having a kick about which he would think was boring. So I would find I could only play for so long or I might not be included in the game so much which would frustrate me and I would end up sitting to one side while the rest of my friends were playing for ages. I then joined Headway and eventually found that some people with BI can go off things. They could've enjoyed something once then decided it wasn't for them. Now is completely different, I can't stand football. I mostly can't stand the money that goes into football. A team could spend £50 million on a player one day and the next day they could drop dead! What a complete waste of money. That money could have gone to something so much more worthwhile but instead they choose to waste it. Apparently football is the beautiful game, so how is it beautiful if it causes punch ups and in the past, death? Some people might think, why do I have such a hatred to football? The answer is clear... Because I have wised up.