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Sunday, June 14, 2009
When life's a game/ 10:57 AM After only an hour on the court, I was limping back home. Maybe I'm lazy, maybe I'm weak. It was the easier way out afterall, wasn't it? Simply by blaming on an injury for a poor display on the court. I didn't come down early in the morning and expect to get back home after 1 hour. Yet, I couldn't really continue with the pain persisting near my shin. The last straw came when my ankles went numb and I couldn't control the ball nor my right foot. Thankfully, it was within my keeper's area. I've always said I enjoy being spectator. You see all the entire game in play, how dramatic things get and speculate what's the next move by the players involved. Action-Reaction. Yet, there's always this urge for me to get in and be part of the game too. For now, even if I want to, I highly doubt I'll play a beautiful game. Instead, I'll just have to train myself hard enough in the meantime while waiting for the right opportunity for me to step in. And this applies to more than just soccer. |
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