"I'm 11 years of age on a football pitch, I've got the little shorts on, it's a cold, windy day and I'm shouting out 'Hey Billy, pass to me, pass to me', but he won't pass to me.

"Billy is dribbling along the line, passing to everyone else, but you know what, he's not passing to me.

“Come on Billy, pass to me!

"All of a sudden, 'whack' back of the net, he's scored. All the footballers are going 'Ooh Billy, great!' and I'm thinking to myself, 'why didn't he pass to me?'

"But I know why he hasn't passed to me - 'it's because I'm not a footballer. I'm not part of the in-crowd.'

"But, you know what, sod you Billy, I'm not going to play football any more.

"So I'm 11 years of age at school, thinking to myself, 'what should I play now?'

"I went off and played squash, badminton, tennis, and I really enjoyed it. A bit later I got into this sport called rugby.

"What I loved about this sport was it wasn't about waiting at the post for the ball to come to you, it was about going out and getting it.

"And that's what I loved. You could go out there and you could tackle someone, and you could rip the ball off of them.

"They could jump on you, but you could do the same.

"I was thinking to myself, 'oh, I love this sport.'

"So I got better and better, played for the first year, second year, third year, up to the fifth year, and I thought, 'I'm not too bad at this.'”

In the second part of Tim's memories, he recalls an early rejection and a Cup final success.