Since I was a child, I
had a dream. I wanted to be a professional soccer player. Most of Costa Rican
children dream it. Both my dad and my mom have supported me when I have wanted
to play. They are great people. On 2012, I decided to move to Liceo San Carlos
because I started playing with San Carlos U 20 team. I thought it was the
beginning of my professional career. I was excited about it. I was enjoying
each moment with the team. The beginning was very difficult because I was 17
years old, so I was one of the youngest boys.
During the first
championship (from January to July), I didn’t play many minutes. However, there
was another team of San Carlos; it played the qualifiers to Juegos Nacionales, so
I could play many games with that team, and we classified to Juegos Nacionales.
There were played on December.
During the second
championship (from August to December), I started playing many games with San
Carlos U 20. I was living an excellent moment. However, the misfortune came to
me. On November 2012, during a training session I suffered an injury. It was
very painful. I screamed when I felt the pain. Everybody was concerned about it.
I couldn’t believe it. I had to go the hospital, and the doctor said that my
ankle was broken. A medical operation was required for it. Next day, my parents
told me the bad news that I had to walk with crutches for a month, and then I
had to start the therapy. It meant that I couldn’t be part of the team that
participated on Juegos Nacionales. It made me feel too sad because I really
wanted to play it. By the way, I had to walk with crutches on the graduation.
They were two difficult months. However, during those moments I realized who
were my true friends. Not only my family but also some friends were concerned
about my situation, and I really appreciated it.
On the other hand, on
February 2013, I had to choose between a degree or soccer. I had the
opportunity of studying at TEC or still playing soccer. “What do I have to do?
What is the best decision?” Those were two questions that I asked myself.
Finally, I made a decision. No one influenced on it. Neither my dad nor my mom
influenced on it. They respected the decision I made, and they supported me. I
decided to study at TEC. I still couldn’t played because I haven’t finished the
therapy, so I decided to get a degree. During some months, I didn’t play
soccer. My first soccer match after the decision was on July 2013. I don’t know
if I made the right decision, I will never know it. However, today I can say
that at least I got a degree of an important university, and I’m studying on
another important university of the country.
