It was training before game day, and it felt like the longest foam roll and band session ever. But it was all good stuff. The physio had said to me to go roll out and do the warm up stuff and when they went into film review to come back for him to check me out. Luckily there was no pain with any of the movements he was doing, just felt a little weak in the knee and a little tight in the hip. So he said I really got away with on there, someones watching over me.

I trained fully and was able to enjoy myself because I knew my responsibility was no longer there and I didn’t have the pressure of performing and impressing the coaches. I did some extra work after training with Dean Shiels, who is the managers son. Dean is on the comeback from an ankle injury he sustained while playing for Rangers in Scotland. We did some speed and power work, and once again my knee and hip were fine. Good signs.

My afternoon was filled with the Olympics, but also I made a quick trip to the post office where a very valuable package should have been delivered for me. I hadn’t received the phone call I was expecting, but I thought I would check anyway. And sure enough the package containing my very important passport was there. Knowing that I had my passport, I finally booked my flight to England. And then I booked my bus from Derry to Belfast, so it is all falling into place.