It's starts when I get invited to play for Manchester United, I can't believe it, it's me an ordinary 18 year old boy.
I had a conference with the boss, he agreed to sign me as a left winger sub, I didn't want to be a sub but this was a once in a lifetime chance so I took the deal. I went in the Locker rooms to find all my team mates staring at me. They were surprised that I actually signed to be a sub, they all bursted out laughing. I ran over to my locker and written on it was my name, James Rodri, and my number,3, I put all my stuff inside my locker and then shut it. My boss introduced me to all the other players and gave me my new Manchester United kits, I had dreamed of this day and now I'm living it.
I quickly got changed into the kit, the boss had left by now, one of my team mates came up to me and introduced him,even though I already knew because I've watched him on TV like 100 times and that was Wayne Rooney. He asked if he wanted to be friends, and of course I said yes.
It was now time to get on the pitch and practice for our first match of the Barclays Premier League, I was so excited, I quickly put on my boots and ran onto the pitch. It was raining which was new to me since I've always lived in Australia.