As a footballer I can't imagine life without the use of one of my legs... Sadly this is exactly what happens to thousands of children every year when they accidentally step on a landmine.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
If you don't have a leg to stand on, you can't put your foot down.
Whether it is your height, your weight or your skin, someone is going to pick on something and make fun of it. My legs were just a more obvious target.
I'm afraid they've left their legs at home.
To most boys with growing limbs and swelling sinews, physical activity is a natural instinct, and there is no need to drive them into the football field or the fives court: they go there because they like it, and there is no need to make games compulsory for them.
My body could stand the crutches but my mind couldn't stand the sideline.
The last thing I ever thought would ever happen to me was losing my legs.
My legs are actually my favorite feature.
The leg drop was a move that nobody really used, and nobody ever hit the ropes and jumped up really high, so I tried it out in Japan and the people loved it. That's how I came up with it.
My favourite part... I guess it's my legs.
You're about as useful as a one-legged man at an arse kicking contest.