My Soccer Team Taught Me A Lot
Do things right and your time will come
Yesterday something magical happened. Little old Brentford FC, the no-frills, hand-to-mouth existence living local soccer side I watched from crumbling concrete terraces as a teenager… qualified for world soccer’s biggest stage— the English Premier League.
I sat there on my sofa (only a lucky few thousand were allowed into the stadium), wearing my replica shirt from when I was 15 years old, with my jaw hitting the floor.
Two lessons from The Bees (Brentford’s nickname):
Give freely and things will come back to you — Brentford have always been a community club, now they’re owned and run by a boyhood fan turned successful and innovative businessman.
Don’t give up — this was the 10th time Brentford had entered the play-offs (at a few different levels) and the first time they’d ever won.
