Yesterday was actuallytheDay I've been playing for weeks: the important conference game against Miami Dade College. Last year, we kept them apart. Everything was on the game – our ticket for the Nationals was directly from how we would perform in this game. We knew that if we win, we're back in the race. If we lose, it'll be damn tight. And me? I wanted to give everything to go through my team.
But everything was different.
⚠️ Out in the first minute
I haven't been 60 seconds on the square – first action, a sprint to the side line, contact, a drawing, and then... nothing more. I knew it was not good. The pain was sharp, suddenly, and I couldn't really load my leg anymore. Diagnosis still stands out, but as it looks, it won't be a short trip to the bank. I had to get out – in one of the most important games of the season. An absolute nightmare.

A hard fight – and a bitter defeat
My boys gave everything. Despite the early shock of my failure, we kept the game open. After a 0:1 residue, we were able to balance to 1:1 thanks to a fantastic corner of Henry and a strong headball from Stephen. The mood was electrifying – Orlando Health Stadium was full, we had momentum.
But then, two minutes and 33 seconds before the end, Miami meets Dade. 1:2. And that was it. So tight, so bitter. That could have been our game.
🧠 The head is full – the regional stand in front of the door
What makes it even worse: the regionals are right ahead. And being hurt right now is probably the worst time ever. I could never have imagined having to fire this team from outside in the decisive phase. But maybe that's what's left me.
I'm just trying to keep my head over water. Nothing is lost for us – we still have a game against Daytona State College next week. The team now needs focus, mentality and determination. Even without me. It hurts, but I'm also proud of our guys. We are more than a cadre – we are a unit.
My conclusion
That's how football runs sometimes. A moment of euphoria can turn into frustration, a sprint can change the direction of your season. But I don't let the head hang. Maybe I'm out for the moment, but not from the team spirit, not from the target: The Nationals.
I'll do everything I can to get back as soon as possible. And by then? I'm the loudest supporter on the sideline.