Thousands attended the funeral of the little big man, Bradley Lowery including his idol Jermain DeFoe! He’s been gone now over 8 years and Sweet Bradley’s legacy of love and strength lives on!
R.I.P. Little Hero with Love from All💔
No alcohol, no tattoos, no drugs, no negativity. Just a 40 year old man who has nothing left to prove, still doing his thing..
Ronaldo makes us believe discipline beats everything. A true GOAT
You can tell someone is a *player* just by looking at their body shape when they pass or strike a ball.
Takes less than 10 seconds watching someone at youth level.
Suicide.
I'm choosing to be deliberately blunt and provocative in this post because it's necessary. Government, charities, football clubs are all pushing water up a hill in highlighting what is undoubtedly a major health crisis.
You take a rope.
You put it up in a garage or a tree nearby or far away.
You're thinking about every loved one you'll leave behind as you put that rope around your neck.
Then you drop.
Some are decapitated.
Some aren't.
All are found by someone who has a lifetime of trauma that will never leave them.
A son.
A daughter.
A brother.
A sister.
A mother.
A father.
I know 2 men who hung themselves.
One was found by his Mom.
One was found by his brother.
Neither have recovered fully. 20 and 30 years on.
A life sentence for people who were already worrying, terrified their loved one may do something.
So just visualise the above and ask, "is there another way"?
A segway for a moment.
I do a few Q&A's every year. Tales of yesterday with a 99% male audience of my age group.
After the stories and fun, my last question back to the audience is..
"Hands up if you struggle with a mental health issue".
Nobody ever puts a hand up. Despite 1 in every 3 of 500 attendees statistically struggling.
"Ah, nobody, that's fucking brilliant! Well I do! ". I then graphically tell people, stunned into silence about how a rope around my neck in the middle of nowhere jolted me to go home and cry like a baby to my Mom.
After the Q&A has finished, something always happens. I'll be chatting to a few guys, saying bye and one by one, men will come over and whisper " I struggle".
Or my mailbox the next day will have 30 emails from guys, their partners or kids saying " Dad/Uncle /Brother was there last night and what you said hit them hard".
And that's how some people realise that it's time to speak to a pal or family member or even rant to me in an email. It works, I often get a follow up email a year or 6 later saying that they took responsibility for their suicidal feelings and are now flying.
Humans are programmed to want to live, to have families and to keep the species growing and thriving. So for a human to want to short circuit that desire isn't normal, and it should never be spoken of as normal. It's the ultimate red flag.
If you suspect your mate, Dad, Brother, Uncle is struggling mentally, they deserve your intervention.
They deserve a " are you OK, please tell me what's up".
They deserve an opportunity to get past wanting to hang a rope over a tree or in a garage and slowly struggle until they die and you find them.
If you've been there and trust me I have plenty, then you'll know that text out of the blue, or a footie mate or one of your kids asking jow you are can open the curtains to some sunshine.
Because when suicide is your only answer, the room is already dark, and you can't see a way out.
So please, fucking pretty please, ask that husband, Dad, Uncle, Cousin, footie pal TODAY how they are.
You may be shocked what comes back but extremely glad that you asked.
For those who struggle, you're not alone.
🗣️ Sir Alex Ferguson on playing West Ham in 2011:
“I would often twiddle things during a game or at half-time. One example that comes to mind is a game against West Ham in the closing weeks of the 2011 season.
A few months earlier, West Ham had whipped us 4-0 in a Carling Cup tie where I had fielded a team of young players. Towards the end of that game, Wally Downes, West Ham's first-team coach, asked Wes Brown, as he waited on the sidelines to replace Jonny Evans, 'Are you going on to make a difference?'
That got right under my skin, as did the taunts from West Ham's supporters after the game, who were very aggressive towards me in the car park.
I told them, 'We're going to be back here in April and we're going to relegate you.' However, when we were 2-0 down at half-time in a match towards the end of the season, I was a long way from fulfilling my promise.
So I tossed our game plan out of the window, pulled Patrice Evra, who had played for France in the middle of the week, out of the game, and moved Ryan Giggs to left-back.
Eventually, we won 4-2 with Rooney scoring a hat-trick. A few weeks later, at the end of the season, West Ham got relegated to the Championship.”
I’ve just been told to stop giving it to @tommytntfury because apparently he will not accept if I keep being so disrespectful to him & his fat cunt of a father so I will stop I am fucking sorry.
I do feel like I go far sometimes and that is why you all hate me.
Sorry Thomas, you fucking big piece of shit for brains cunt ur Dad is a toothless smelly cunt.