“Watch This” — The Story of My Comeback

Watch This — The Story of My Comeback — August 2019. Leverkusen.

I can still remember the sound — that sharp pop as I went up to dunk the ball. Everything changed in an instant. I had torn my patella tendon. In that moment, my world froze. The pain hit hard, but what hit harder was the thought that my career might be over. Everything I had worked for flashed before my eyes.

But deep down, something inside me refused to accept that ending. My drive, my hunger — that fire within me — it wouldn’t let go. I told myself, “No. This isn’t how my story ends.”

The surgery was special — done by the former Chelsea Football Club doctor. He used a unique technique on my knee, something that gave me a spark of hope. From there, I dedicated myself to recovery like it was my full-time job. For six straight months, I did everything my physios and doctors told me to do. No shortcuts, no excuses. Every stretch, every rep, every painful step forward — I did it with purpose. I worked so hard, they literally made me go home for staying at the rehab center too long!

And it paid off.
I came back earlier than anyone expected — stronger, sharper, hungrier. The comeback wasn’t just physical; it was mental. I proved to myself that discipline and belief could rewrite the limits people try to set for you.

In 2020, I went to Luxembourg — and I killed the game. For two and a half years, I played some of my best basketball. I was free, confident, and loving every minute of it.

Then November 2021 hit — and so did the other knee. Another patella tendon gone. Same pain, same shock. But this time, the doctor’s words cut deeper than the injury itself. He looked at me and said I’d never run or walk normally again, let alone play basketball. He even laughed and said it must be genetic — that I’d never be the same.

I just smiled. Then I laughed back.
And I said, “Watch this.”

At first, they misdiagnosed it as a knee sprain. I walked around on a torn patella for two months before getting the right diagnosis. By then, my patella was just 1.3 mm from the bone — they couldn’t fix it and had to build a new one using part of my hamstring. Still, my faith in God made me believe everything would be alright if I kept my strength and faith strong.

I had surgery in Luxembourg but couldn’t walk on my leg for two weeks. But when it was time — I was back in that killer mode.

I went back to work. The grind didn’t stop. Every single day, I trained, strengthened, and pushed myself past what anyone thought was possible. I refused to let someone else write my story for me.

And once again, I came back — strong, fast, and better. I played a full season and a half after that injury. My body responded like it remembered everything I’d been through and decided it wasn’t done yet.

Now, running and training are part of who I am. My body still responds beautifully, and every time I move, I’m reminded that limits are just opinions.

Two knees, two comebacks — and one unbreakable mindset.
Because when someone tells me I can’t… I just smile and say,
“Watch this.”