Terugblik seizoen 2015/2016

A season to never forget (cliché but true)

When the referee blew his whistle for the last time in yesterday’s game between Moldavo and Anderlecht, that meant the official end to our league season. What’s left before the summer is the both famous and infamous ‘gintraining’ (you can fill in what that means for yourself), a few regular training sessions and an end-of-season party in two weeks, but basically, the season 2015/2016 has come to and end. A good time to reflect back on the past year.

Highs and lows (also very cliché…)

For me, this mainly was the season of highs and lows. Within 48 hours I made the rather impulsive decision to leave my old club, was clubless for half a day, and all of a sudden I was set to play in Belgium. With my new team I had a good start followed by some big problems, mainly because of the self-imposed pressure to always perform very good, if not perfect. Even though I’ve started feeling better and better these past few weeks and the summer break could not come at a worse time seen from that angle, taking a break might be the best thing for my body. Because of the extra training I did my shin splints have been coming back, and I also need some time to grow back a few toenails.


But to me 2015/2016 was also the year in which soccer became fun to me again, where I got to play my first minutes at Belgium’s highest amateur level and subsequently dealt with a true crisis of form. Ronaldinho once said: ‘I learned all about life with a ball at my feet.’ And after this season I think I know what he was talking about. Sometimes, soccer is like a miniature version of life itself, with joy and dissapointment, extacy and anger, and everything in between, emotions that can alternate within the space of say, a mere four minutes. I’ve made many mistakes this season, both on and off the field, have trained, eaten and slept too little and too much, and did some stupid shit while intoxicated to feel like a part of my new team as soon as possible. (Kids, take note: it does not work. At all.)

On to next year!

Now it has just turned May, and I finally feel like I’ve found some balance. For quite some time now, my dad has been telling me ‘When summer comes you need to take at least two weeks completely off! Do nothing at all!’ and I nod and say ‘Yes, dad’, but I already know that I’m not going to do that. But I will make sure I’ll be refreshed, healed and ready to roll in mid-July, at the start of the new season. The season in which, provided that I can stay injury-free (knock on wood), I’m going to work very hard in order to be of added value to both the first and second team at Moldavo, and who knows what that leads to. I hope that no matter what, exactly a year from today, I will once again be able to say that it has been a season to never forget.

Thanks for reading, talk soon! 🙂

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