I always knew there were some young Hahaluans out there who liked the team, and I have seen them throughout the stadiums and at some away games. However, imagine my surprise when my agent gave me a letter from one such young Hahaluan and asked me to go to their birthday party. At first, I had no clue what to do, as I had to probably clear it with some people, skip crucial training days and team practices, and probably have to make the trip more about the birthday party and do some other things. But, I had to put all of that aside. It was about the child.
I flew to the child's town a day early and got myself ready for everything. I met up with his parents and discussed how things would go. His father described his love for football and how he loved the Hahalua for a multitude of reasons. But, the mother told me that the child's favorite player...was me. I knew it was a good idea to go, and it made me feel like I was something special (for once to be honest). The time rolled around for the party to start as I hid in a side room for about 30 minutes, but was signaled to come out as "one last gift." The moment I came out, the child's face lit up, and immediately stuck on to me. From there on, I stuck around til the party ended and everyone went home, and I had to go back to Hawaii to get back to training, but the child kept telling me that I was the best birthday gift ever. That felt great.
I flew to the child's town a day early and got myself ready for everything. I met up with his parents and discussed how things would go. His father described his love for football and how he loved the Hahalua for a multitude of reasons. But, the mother told me that the child's favorite player...was me. I knew it was a good idea to go, and it made me feel like I was something special (for once to be honest). The time rolled around for the party to start as I hid in a side room for about 30 minutes, but was signaled to come out as "one last gift." The moment I came out, the child's face lit up, and immediately stuck on to me. From there on, I stuck around til the party ended and everyone went home, and I had to go back to Hawaii to get back to training, but the child kept telling me that I was the best birthday gift ever. That felt great.
