Two of My Brothers Doing Well for Themselves…

On the left, Marcus Browne, who plays for the West Ham U23s. He spent some time of this past season (2016/17) playing for Wigan Athletic and my heart was in my mouth when he missed THAT chance against Manchester United in their F.A. Cup match.

Since the age of 8, I’ve watched Marcus grow and develop. From running around on Greenfields park, in the rain, to where he is now. He is a tireless worker and dedicated to his craft. I find his story of “Work for what you want” to be one of the most inspiring I’ve ever come across. I’m proud to call him my brother, and not just due to his success. I’m proud because his journey has epitomised everything I believe to be true. He is loving, kind, giving and dedicated to taking himself to the next level.

On the right, Asher Robinson (TateMae). Asher is a DJ and a representative of the Yours Mine Ours (YMO) event brand. I’m yet to make an event that he plays at, due to living in another country but it’s a privilege to have been able to follow his story from the beginning.

I still remember laughing as Asher attempted mixing tunes together, dropping clangers as a child would dropping pots and pans while learning to navigate a kitchen. Fast forward a year or two and I shared a SoundCloud mix with several friends who were taken by his creativity and clean-cut transitions. Like Marcus, Asher is another testament to hard work paying off. I’ve watched his name go from the bottom of flyers, often mentioned at the end, to headlining at large events. Again, it’s a proud moment to say, “That’s my brother”!

*salute*

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Marcus Browne: A Moment To Show Some Sibling Love…

I’m sure my brother would like to tell his own story so I won’t be going too deep but there comes a time when credit has to be given where credit is due.

As an athlete myself, it was easy to see Marcus’ dedication from the very beginning of what would become his football career. Our mum spoke to me on the phone one rainy evening, as I sat on my bed, while based at JSU Northwood, complaining that he wouldn’t apply himself. I took the moment to explain that self-application will always be personal the individual applying themselves but consequence of this application will always be common. Also, it is impossible to be bad at something you love. Even if the end result is not be as good as another, by comparison. He may have been lackadaisical at times and he may have moaned at others but the simple fact was, come rain, shine, last minute changes and cancellations, Marcus would be on a grass pitch, somewhere, kicking a ball. Not just as and when required but pretty much ALL the time. You can’t teach passion. You can only tap into it and act accordingly.

Watching my young brother make smart decisions, regarding his future, with our mum’s dedication (A true ‘soccer mum’, by the way!) brought a raised eyebrow from time to time, as I began to share in his passion and allowed it to develop into expectation of him and his success. Seeing him execute his craft for 90 minutes, on a TV screen, and replaying THAT moment he almost scored against the world’s biggest football club, on YouTube (View from 9mins 45secs), just can’t do justice to the hard work he has put in to get where he is now. I know, first-hand, it hasn’t been a walk in the park. But that’s his story to tell.

This moment, I just wanna take some time out to salute my little bro, Marcus Browne. The potential for a footballing great is in his heart and the ability to get there is in his head. He may never be able to test me in the squat rack (tongue in cheek!) but the machine is definitely in good shape! Expect great things!

SALUTE!