Y. Bamba interview: Number 32 of the Wimbly Womblys

Reporter: I'm here with Y. Bamba, the famous footballer who just won the FA cup with his team, the Wimbly Womblys. What is the most meaningful souvenir you've taken with you; something tangible and why is it so meaningful?

Bamba: Woah, okay. I'd have to say that would be my jersey. You carry so many memories through that thing. Exhuberation and despair. Happiness at the goals you've made and determination to make more. Everything goes into those uniforms. I mean, okay. So anyone could put your name on a jersey and you could wear it, but it wouldn't be the same thing. You go through hell with those. Through rain and shine. It's a namesake that you, you went through it and you made it. It's so symbolic I could go on forever.

Reporter: Can you remember the worst game you ever played?

Bamba: The game against Manchester City was probably the worst, just because we were all so nervous and we were all playing extra hard. Especially going into sudden death. It just kills your nerves.

Reporter: So tell me, is it worth it, being a famous footballer?

Bamba: Absolutely. If I could go back I would make it my life's ambition. As I kid I would've told my parents that's what I wanted to do.

Reporter: What did you want to do when you were a kid?

Bamba: Um… I wanted to play basketball. But my dreams were kinda crushed because I stopped growing.

Reporter: That must've been devastating!

Bamba: It was pretty bad. I think the hardest part was trying to figure out what would be second best. I mean, you try try try to go to a specific thing, and then when it fails you just get lost. Luckily, I became friends with John and he talked me into practicing with him, and then it all went uphill from there.

Reporter: John Green?

Bamba: Yeah, the bald one. I really owe all of this to him. He's the reason I started and the reason I kept going.

Reporter: So you and John go way back?

Bamba: Way way, he started showing me some moves with a couple friends, and I found out I wasn't that bad at football. I mean, it took a long time, but we got there.

Reporter: Well, I'm very sorry, but that's all we have time for! Best of luck, Bamba!

Bamba: Thanks, have a good night.