I grew up in a pretty big family with four brothers and one sister, we didn’t really have much. Mum was working two jobs as a nurse and dad was working as well. We rarely saw mum throughout the day. She would usually go from one job to another so it was pretty tough. My sister was the one who basically looked after me because I was the youngest in the family.
I’ll never forget playing front yard footy with my brothers. It was always competitive, especially between George and myself. I’ll always remember George ripping into me. He would get rough if I didn’t want to play tackle footy with him, we’d have big fights because I didn’t want to play. It was fun times, playing with them, and especially the other kids around the neighbourhood. Everything was pretty much footy around our place. My childhood was pretty fun. We would always play a big game of touch footy out on the road.