Instead of just saying no, he dissed my tattoos and said that it was 'his fucking club' and that I was a 'tattoo'ed looser' and that there was no way he would let me in, except if I paid 5000 euro for a table. I walked up the staircase and asked the guy who appeared to be in charge, if I could join my friends and explained that they had already gone in. The entrance of the nightclub was at the top of this staircase leading into the club. I arrived at the nightclub 30 m after eating. I was feeling hungry so I went and got food on my own whilst my teammates went into the club. We just wanted to enjoy the last night in Malta before we headed home.Īfter going to a few bars, we decided to go to a nightclub in Paceville (Malta's nightlife area). We wanted to go out and take our thoughts away from the game and have some fun since the loss was saddening. We had been grinding hard to improve, but disappointed yet again and were set to leave Malta the next day. We were in a pretty tough place after that loss. Actions have consequences and no one else is responsible for where I am today, but myself. I’ll do anything to change it, but all I can do is never letting anything like this happen again in the future. I’m really sincerely sorry for failing you. I am not perfect and i stand here today to tell you that I've failed you and the community as a role model and myself for not being the person that I strive to be. I hope you will take the time to read and hopefully also learn from the mistakes I've made. There has been a lot of speculation about the injury-incident and my situation and only now (3 weeks after the incident), I've summoned the strength to go back to that night where everything fell apart for me and share my side of the story.

I thank all of you for your support and kindness - without you and the love of my friends and family, I wouldn't have made it through. I've been scared, broken and completely lost. These last weeks have been the hardest time of my life.

Quien creo el drill