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Today I don't really know where to start with the blog. To follow a chronological order, I should be telling you guys about day 8. Obviously, time doesn't stop flying by, so we are actually on day 17. So much has happened since day 8, but let's call that 'water under the bridge'. Instead, I will start where I am at now – Anxious, nervous, uneasy and so on. I run out of words, but I'm sure you guys catch my drift. Here's why...
We had cuts a few days ago. Good news is I'm still playing football. Bad news, I'm not really on the team. All grey shirts have left the team leaving behind the team. That leaves about 105 guys or so. Tonight is Monday and final roster is set on Wednesday. As it looks right now, I am not on it.
Don't get me wrong, I am enjoying every second, competing and making the most of my time with the team, but it just hit me tonight that my dream of playing football here is coming to a fast end. It is not only about football anymore though. I really enjoy the company of these guys. From the second I cracked some Danish humor at them, they have made me feel right at home. As I'm writing this, I have a hard time picturing life over here without football practice. I mean, we spend 6 hours together every day.
Haha... You guys would much rather be reading about football related stuff, than listen to my sob story, so here we go...
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