So many happy memories of my Dad but the one that stands out to me was when I scored my very first goal when playing on sundays. He used to take me week in week out watching and shouting at me from the sideline. So when my first goal came I could see how much it meant to him. Infact he didnt stop talking about it that day and he kept telling me how proud he was. He always made sure I knew that he was proud of me and im so grateful for that.