When I was 4, my father bought me a pair of boots and a set of the national team jersey. He embeded my name at the back. He told me one day, he wants to see me on television representing Singapore. I told myself I want to make him proud. I had a dream, but I knew it was only a dream. I've never had too much expectations of myself. And then last year, I was called-up into the National Football Academy. 25 were handpicked island-wide amongst all 18 and 17 year olds.

I can't fulfill my father's vision. But at least I was one step away. I didn't get to play on TV but my name with "Bin Mohd Hamran" was on the newspapers for my father to read. I didn't get the opportunity to play for the senior team yet, but I wore a flag on my chest and my name embeded on my back for real. And its an honour to represent the country in Vietnam playing with the best young players in Singapore and against the best young players in the World. Its already a dream come true for me and I hope I made my father proud. I had my limelights, perhaps I dont need the spotlight. I hate to give up, but my knee wouldn't function like it used to. I'm taking mum's orders.