I was knocking my knees together in a Costa Coffee in Cobham next to the Chelsea training ground, the events of the night before last still hadn't sunk in. I had got a trial at Chelsea, it was not a dream. I pinched myself just in case. My mum got out the flip camera and started filmimg, "So, Jack how are you felling?" she asked in an interview fashion,"Dunno." I replied, trying to contain my excitement. 7:30, 7:31, 7:32 the clock kept ticking and with every tick my excitement heightened. 7:50 time to go, I bound into the car for the short ride to the ground.

        Crunch, the car pulled into Chelsea training ground, my nerves felt like jelly. I leaped out of the car and literally ran to the automatic double doors, "You must be Jack." a man in a Chelsea jacket and trousers, "Welcome Jack, welcome to Chelsea.''