Inspire By Example

Inspire By Example Milton Keynes | 6+ Years Coaching Experience | Coaching Both Men’s & Women’s Football

Building 🧱 …. Prep before our game Sunday…. Hopefully the Weather Holds Out
14/11/2025

Building 🧱 …. Prep before our game Sunday…. Hopefully the Weather Holds Out

GET IN TOUCH 🤝
25/10/2025

GET IN TOUCH 🤝

15/10/2025

Hard Work & Reps

Rewind ⏪ 2021 Sundays
18/05/2025

Rewind ⏪ 2021 Sundays

Rewind ⏪ 2021
18/05/2025

Rewind ⏪ 2021

18/05/2025

Rewind ⏪: 2021… Session With Big G (SE DONS)

Imagine I went to coach him and near the end of the session he ended up coaching me 🤣

Some Agility Work…. Short, Sharp & Intense
18/05/2025

Some Agility Work…. Short, Sharp & Intense

Part 3: My Mindset and ResilienceCoaching and management have some of the hardest jobs out there. Unless you’ve been in ...
20/04/2025

Part 3: My Mindset and Resilience

Coaching and management have some of the hardest jobs out there. Unless you’ve been in their shoes, making the tough decisions they’ve had to make, you’ll never truly understand…

So imagine this: I’m smashing my extras… with no car, just a bike. I’m cycling to all these faraway places—and yes, before I got my car, I was the “lift man.” Always asking, “Please, can I get a lift?” Some of you know how it goes.

I’ve been playing for some decent teams around Bournemouth, but the common theme has always been game time. I’ll find the video—it’s on my Instagram. There was a fitness test… guess who was smoking everyone there? ME.

Saturday comes around and I’m asking myself, “Why am I not starting?” No real explanation. Back then, I couldn’t see it, but now I do. It’s not just about what you do on the ball—it’s all the other aspects of your game. I used to be quiet and only come alive when the ball was near me.

Lesson learnt.

Getting released isn’t great either. Imagine scoring on your debut, and then getting released after pre-season… it’s crazy.

The trial process for Poole Town Reserves was mad lol. Imagine—five trials and a whole bag of players turning up. Everyone was on that “I’ll chat to you when I need to” vibe. I was just like, “More time, I probably won’t make it, but let’s see what happens.”

So the last trial day comes, and if your name gets called, you’re unsuccessful. Mad, I know.

Imagine—I’m hearing a load of “J…” James… then Jake… so now I’m sweating 🤣.

But my name never got called. I was gassed.
You know what got me through? My attitude and work rate. It didn’t work out in the end, but imagine if I didn’t try. I wouldn’t have learnt that important lesson.

Then came Verwood Town FC. That team had ballers.
I wasn’t expecting to get through and play either, but again, I showed up and did what I could to stay there.

I got my chance against Petersfield—some faraway game. Got a lift and thought, “If I don’t play, this journey home is going to be long…” Ended up playing 45 minutes and got praise from the gaffer. But a few games later, it wasn’t meant to be.
There were players who had been in that league and part of that team for a while, so it became a case of “who you know.” Frustrating? Yes. But what can you do apart from control what’s controllable?

One of my managers said to me:
“Forget the ball rolls and flicks round the corner. You’re not a footballer—you’re an athlete.”
I thought, “Nah, he’s violating me…” but when he told me again in training, I decided to actually take it in.

He said:
“You’re a powerful runner. When you get going, not many people want to be in your way. Use what you’re good at and fine-tune that.”

I’m grateful for every lesson I’ve learned on this journey. I’m living proof that your mindset and work rate will take you places you feel you don’t belong—but guess what? You do. 🤝❗️

My Story – Part 2Fast forward two years…I’m at Bournemouth University. I lied to my Sunday team back home, telling them ...
20/04/2025

My Story – Part 2

Fast forward two years…

I’m at Bournemouth University. I lied to my Sunday team back home, telling them I’d be back here and there on Sundays to get some minutes.

I came back 3 or 4 times and never touched the pitch when they had games—lool.

Trials were a big deterrent for me. More time, I was focused on building friendships and didn’t consider that other people were in the same position as me.

So no, I didn’t end up playing for the uni team. I trained with them on the odd occasion, yes—but I wasn’t an active player. I ended up joining a 5-a-side league with some of my course mates. “Ibe got a feeling” we were called… But this team was filth—over 15 goals a game, and the football we played was insane.

From there, I joined a local Sunday team and started noticing there were parts of my game that needed work. So I committed myself to doing my extras. Every day between 5–6 a.m. at Wallisdown Rec, I trained for a couple of hours—working on things to take both my fitness and my ability to the next level.

I built this mindset: I have to work harder than everyone else. Despite my age, despite my ability—I want to be seen as the one who doesn’t quit.

It was tough. I pushed myself, especially after moving from Sunday to Saturday football. I really stepped out of my comfort zone in that first season of Saturday men’s football—winning a cup and enjoying real success in the men’s game.

At this point, it became about mindset.

Part 3 incoming.

Welcome to Inspire By Example: PT1How JL Got Into FootballThis is my football coaching page, where I give you some conte...
20/04/2025

Welcome to Inspire By Example: PT1

How JL Got Into Football

This is my football coaching page, where I give you some context on how I got into football and why I still coach to this day. And no, it’s not one of those “I would’ve gone pro but got injured” stories.

I started football later in my childhood—around 12 or 13 years old. My parents worked a lot, and I never really had the interest to get into football at a younger age. I never woke up wanting to be a pro.

I got into football because of my boys at primary school. I was always that player who didn’t look the part—too broad, too aggressive, too passionate in the cage at lunch or on the playground. My uniform would get mashed up from throwing in championship-winning tackles during lunchtime.

I eventually joined a community team and trained regularly. Imagine me starting at left back—calm and composed—until I started facing those proper South London ballers who were trying to make you a meme. Yeah… not the one, lool.

After that team folded, I stepped away from the game for a while and only played casually—no 11-a-side—until I was about 16 or 17. Then my dad came to watch my first men’s Sunday league game for Mitcham Strollers FC in New Malden. Imagine—I scored from just before the halfway line and was gassed!

That was my introduction to men’s football, and let’s just say, the challenges didn’t stop after the goal lol.

You get the win and move on. At the time, I genuinely thought, “Let me just perform on Sundays—someone’s bound to see me.” Little did I know…

I ended up working in retail for nearly three years before deferring uni for two years—I didn’t want to just get stuck in the system.

Eventually, I joined Kingstonian Academy FC for a year. I was 17, and the course was for 16–18-year-olds, with the opportunity to gain qualifications and coaching experience.

Listen—that was probably the most nerve-wracking experience I’ve had in trying to pursue football.

I lied about playing centre-back just to get game time… then got found out in multiple games. Don’t do it 😅. I played the whole season and had howler after howler after howler. But this is why we love the process.

Part 2 incoming…

(Pictures of my time at Kingstonian FC)

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