Martin Boyle lay on the grass and looked into the clear blue Qatari sky.
At that moment, it felt like the world was about to crash down on him. Forty minutes passed and he was still there. Motionless. Numb. A concoction of emotions swirled around his head. Anger, sadness, dejection. Maybe even bitterness. He was on the floor, exasperated.
But overriding all of that was just sheer devastation. Because he wasn’t going to live his dream and play at the 2022 World Cup. And every day since, the pain has still been there. Mentally, he’s somehow had to process the single biggest blow of his career. But he’s getting there. Boyle is as resilient as they come. You don’t go from Montrose to playing in the Premiership for Hibs and getting caps for Australia if you don’t have a bit of grit about you. Without that, who knows where his head would be at?
