the imperfect perfectionist

Monday, November 27, 2006

I feel stupid. I have been typing for a bit now and i feel kinda strange. Turns out that i'm typing on a new keyboard which has teeny weeny buttons and that includes that a backspace which has space for only my tiny little pinkie finger. Great. No wonder i'm getting nowhere on my entry.

So i had a street soccer match this weekend. It was supposed to be a one day thingy but since it rained, the organizers postponed it to today. Had some hiccups with the other teams cos some wanted a penalty shootout to settle the score but in the end, the organizers saw it best to continue on with normal game time since it's fair that way.

On Saturday, we had to wait till like 12+ plus for our first match. Indra and company were all there and i managed to watch their matches. Must say that the guys are of course better at their soccer. So yeah, after endless waiting and a few minutes of kicking the ball with Mokhsin's and Indra's teams and more waiting, it was finally time for our match. It was, simply put, do or go home affair la. Cos since it's played using a knockout system, the loser of the match will not advance to another stage. If there's a draw, a sudden death in penalty shootout will be played to get a winner.

Our opponents yesterday was this team from SRJC. They called themselves Stocked. We played with their team A, i think. Anyways, thought they be quite OK la. They looked like from a soccer CCA in their school. So yeah, compared to us, who didn't really practice much for the competition, going in with last minute strategies and all. We played OK i guessed.

I ran a bit and managed to score the first goal. The goal post so bloody small la can? Scored from close after a cross from Fits. Quite happy with that, considering i came into the competition with the mindset that i can soooo not shoot for peanuts. Only gonna be giving support in both attack and defense only. But oh well. Scored.

And then came some confusion, cos i can swear that that the ball was over the line when there was a goal mouth melee, i shouted at the ref to blow the whistle but he didn't listen. So i just let it rest la, thinking that it will be counted. But then, unlucky ah. I passed the ball the Hidayah when she wasn't ready at our goalpost (she was struggling to put on the yellow bip after she sub Fits) and the opponents took advantage and scored from the free ball. Kinda sucky but it was alright. But then hor, they scored another two and i seriously thought that we had a draw. Even the opponents didn't move on from the pitch cos they thought there'll be a penalty shootout.

What the hell la kan. The ref said that he didn't keep track of the score. Only the crew member of the match will keep score. Bloody hell. I got so pissed that i just walked off la. Plus the fact that my knees and shin were hurting like a b*tch. I was goalie for awhile and got bruisings and wounds on my knees la from the heavy dropping of knees to the floor to save. Didn't really want to talk to my team too cos i knew if i did, then i'd be saying stuffs i'll regret cos i was still that angry la. They still thought it was 3-2 but i stubborn like babi mah. I say 3-3, will be 3-3. *shrugs* Hey, i didn't wait for hours in the sun to have a mistake like this happen and because of that, we got eliminated. Hell no.

But oooh, go nice surprise from announcement table; they said that we must do penalty shootout in the end, cos it was a draw. (Inside my heart, i got hear this teeny weeny "Hah!")

I was pissing off and complaining to Indra and company la when i heard the call. So yeah, walked past Faizah also, i don't want to see her. Anyways, Mokhsin came over with tips on how to take the penalty. I was still pissed but i told the team about those strategies la. I told Faizah like 3 or 4 times and when she took the penalty, still didn't follow. Fed up sei. But in the end, we won cos Fits scored. (Ahem. Using Mokhsin's tactics.)

So yeah, we didn't have a match till 4+pm and we went out for lunch. Skali it rained la and we got back in time to hear from Faizah's nephew that our team was actually called for our match and almost had a walkover but it rained and they postponed it. Waaah... Damn heng i tell you.

So on to today's match. We were up against a club and i must say that i was a bit intimidated by them la. But a bit only. Haha. However, when we played just now, i forgot about it and though i didn't play my best, i supposed we did gave them a few scares. Oh and i must have fallen/tripped/slipped/crashed in that match too many times to count. Hah! We played rough la, i think. That's why they played rough too. But then, got no excuse for them to anyhow push push right? We only beginners mah. Give face la. Lol. But yeah, the first time that i fell, i got pushed and i was freaking angry la. While still on the ground, i pushed myself up and like gestured a bit la. A bit only. But then, like so big like that, until Hidayah told me that the people watching were oooooh-ing. -.-"' Anyways, i fell down again and again and scrapped my already scrapped knees and kanasai, my head kena la. It banged against my opponent's knee and she "valiantly" tried to save me but too late la. By the way, she was quite pretty, that girl. Haha. Reminded me of OG. ANYWAYS, my head hit the ground and for a moment, i wanted to cry sei. HURTS LA! Kanasai. If my head strong, never mind. Eh wait. If stubborn means the head is like a rock kan? OK scratch that last sentence. Haha. But yeah, my head now got blue black. Best.

Anyways, that match was kinda hot tempered cos there was another minor bust up when this girl from the other team pulled Faizah's shirt when she had an opportunity to score and Faizah got mighty angry and retaliated quite aggressively la. She pulled the girl's shirt and said some stuff. I tell you, she was mighty mighty pissed. Ah yo... Mati kau.

So yeah, they broke that up and we played on. I supposed we could have played better but like i feel the match a bit long today instead of yesterday where it went quite fast. But. We lost 3-0 and that's OK. Cos at least, we gave a tough fight. I think.

We still had loads of time to spare and so we went for breakfast and then went to Esprit for them to look around for clothes. I felt kinda out of place, since i never really was into girly stuffs and all. But some stuffs did catch my eye and i'm so gonna work and buy them. That is, if and only if, got work. *wry smile*

After that, we went to watch a movie! Yay! After such a long time la... We watched Just Friends and it was kinda funny. Touching, funny but a tad long. I think it's cos i wanted to sleep and it was freaking cold as well; i had to sit up and watched it leaning forward. We went back after the movie and since my body ached after so long of not having strenuous activities, i was glad there was no other plans.

So that wraps up the very much exciting (for us who played maybe) and painful (definitely for me) experience. Will it be too sadistic if i said that i want more?

I believe in memories
They look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when, and when I wake up,
You look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing,
We're better together

-Jack Johnson, Better together
Yanee

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