yet another sunday…
…spent at home. slept bout 2 plus last night. woke at 7 plus this morn. what on earth is wrong with me?!? what happened to the boy who used to need 12 hours of sleep a day, not to be woken up by anything besides perhaps an earthquake? ahhh…gone are those good ol’ days.
today, haven’t done anything besides lunch, grocery shopping, some houseworks and watching some tv. what an unproductive day. let’s rewind to 2 days back for some more interesting news. friday night i went to MOS. that’s ministry of sound. not measurement of success. not mos burger.not anything else. ministry of sound. ok? ok. it was, i must say, quite a good night. at least it was great as compared to the whole day i had before that. i don’t know why for friday nights to be good, the days have to suck. but i guess i’ll gladly accept that. so it’s fine. anyway, MOS was pretty interesting. many rooms with different themes. was my first time. so a bit jakun.
yesterday, had a footie tournament. i have been looking forward to it since 2 weeks back when i posted that entry on 3 September saying that i had that good news at the end of the night. so…finally the day had arrived. to cut the long story short about the tourney, i had a crappy tournament. failed to score this time round and it was disappointing. missed a couple of half chances. got cramps on both calves in the semifinal. and team crashed out in that very semifinal on penalties. you know what was so crappy about the exit? 2 things. 1 is that the captain didn’t inform us 10 mins before the game that it was about to start, so we didn’t do any stretching or warm ups. which ultimately led to my cramping up, and missing virtually the entire game. 2 is that we lost on penalties. how idiotic can these players be? how idiotic can this team be? how idiotic can the freaking captain be? i don’t like to blame people cos it’s done and dusted but i don’t like to lose on something i felt can be prevented.
see…it’s like this. when we first started training for this tourney, i said right from then to the captain and the players, ‘we must practise penalties. i am sick of losing on penalties.’ every freaking weekend when we have training, nobody bothers to practise. only i am interested in trying to take a few everytime. and on the last day of practise, a few players tried taking them. that was scant consolation. why? because none of those who tried practising them on the last day took the penalties. in other words, the 3 penalty takers for our team haven’t taken a penalty for god knows how long. yes, penalties have an element of luck in them. but i believe it’s more to do with skills, practise, composure and experience. how can you take penalties when you don’t try to practise them? no matter how confident you are of kicking the stupid ball, if you don’t get the practise to knock it in from the same spot over and over again, you just won’t get the confidence and composure. so…yes..we had 3 penalty takers. the first 2 missed. the 3rd guy didn’t even get a chance to take it. why didn’t i take it? cos i had already cramped up and got substituted. i’d take all 3 freaking penalties if i could. idiots. real idiots. kudos to all the players’ efforts put into the 3 matches we played, but in the end, lack of tournament experience, lack of organisation, lack of practise and commitment, and idiocy and naivety cost us a chance for silverware.
the tournament overall was very disappointing but what was most disappointing is that i didn’t manage to score a goal. i promised someone a goal, and i failed to deliver. arghhhhh….i tell you, if i could take those 2 of my half chances again, i’d hit it less powerfully and more accurately. grrrrrrr…..the disappointment…sigh…
