what i learnt about myself today
i realised today, that i am a wuss. not your everyday wuss mind you, but i well bred kind of wuss. if i were a dog, i would be a siberian husky kinda wuss, not a mongrel kinda wuss.
today was the day i played soccer (field) in Bishan Park with my cousin's friends and some army regulars.
well, the army regulars played like arsenal and we played like liverpool. they had one touch passing and dribbled past our defences like nothing. and appearances are indeed deceiving. they were mostly fat, old man (lotsa indians) and these fat, old man had more strength, stamina, skill, pace, power than our team, which comprised mainly of young punks; with me being the youngest punk.
i realised field soccer is all about vision. or rather my lack of vision. i didnt know where to run, who to pass to and as a result ended up taking on people as a last resort. with the ball merely rebounding off the black wall every time. sian man. i think my team was quite sian of me as well haha.
but that does not sum up the wussiness yet. everytime the ball was with the army guys, i somehow lacked the balls to challenge for it. when they do a lofted pass in front of me, i bend down and squeeze my eyes shut.....what the fuckkk??!!
look, i also dunno why the hell i kept doing it. its like your mind keeps telling you that you should stop and youre being an ass but your body responds out of some primal-fear like instinct.
geez.
so i had to find ways to "prove my manliness" and like a little kid i set off running about. although the game was more or less not a physical one, rather one of skill, i picked some poor sod who happened to have the ball and i dived in two footed for the tackle.
"woauh lau eh!!"
and i got an elbow on my head.
then another guy came over to help out and i was bundled over. mighty heroic eh?
so let me sum up the game. i was selfish. i was an arse. and i was super-duper unfit. within 5 minutes i was dead already and panting like hell. the other people looked at me like i was some lunatic.
yea well, but i guess there can always be positive things about such situations. playing against a higher opposition will always make u improve and i guess we can all learn a few things about ourselves in the process.
see, its all about being positive!
yea right, im still a wuss.
today was the day i played soccer (field) in Bishan Park with my cousin's friends and some army regulars.
well, the army regulars played like arsenal and we played like liverpool. they had one touch passing and dribbled past our defences like nothing. and appearances are indeed deceiving. they were mostly fat, old man (lotsa indians) and these fat, old man had more strength, stamina, skill, pace, power than our team, which comprised mainly of young punks; with me being the youngest punk.
i realised field soccer is all about vision. or rather my lack of vision. i didnt know where to run, who to pass to and as a result ended up taking on people as a last resort. with the ball merely rebounding off the black wall every time. sian man. i think my team was quite sian of me as well haha.
but that does not sum up the wussiness yet. everytime the ball was with the army guys, i somehow lacked the balls to challenge for it. when they do a lofted pass in front of me, i bend down and squeeze my eyes shut.....what the fuckkk??!!
look, i also dunno why the hell i kept doing it. its like your mind keeps telling you that you should stop and youre being an ass but your body responds out of some primal-fear like instinct.
geez.
so i had to find ways to "prove my manliness" and like a little kid i set off running about. although the game was more or less not a physical one, rather one of skill, i picked some poor sod who happened to have the ball and i dived in two footed for the tackle.
"woauh lau eh!!"
and i got an elbow on my head.
then another guy came over to help out and i was bundled over. mighty heroic eh?
so let me sum up the game. i was selfish. i was an arse. and i was super-duper unfit. within 5 minutes i was dead already and panting like hell. the other people looked at me like i was some lunatic.
yea well, but i guess there can always be positive things about such situations. playing against a higher opposition will always make u improve and i guess we can all learn a few things about ourselves in the process.
see, its all about being positive!
yea right, im still a wuss.
posted by tim tay at 10:17 PM
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