Sports for life!

Never did I have such a "hectic" day!

Morning I went for badminton session with a friend at TPY. And I did a lot of running around, my shirt ended up soaked.

Then after I got back and took a light "lunch" , I went for soccer match for my company at 245pm.

The weather was boiling hot, I wasn't prepared to run as much as I could. Fortunately, my position (def. midfield) is not fitted into the starting line up, so I got to stay at the bench for the first half.

Our team scored first, but went down 1-3 at the end of first half whistle. Disappointed look on everyone's face. I was instructed to went up for second half onward.
Our team actually did well at passing the ball, but we were mainly made up of experience players and we were against a middle aged squad. Their tactics were rather simple, pumping up long balls from behind and let their forward chase to convert a chance.
Fatigue and stamina are our enemies.

I got on to second half and stick to my role despite hearing people calling out to me to move up to attack... I thought to myself "..if I go upfront, then no one will be able to cover the defence during a counter attack, moreover, I'm defensive midfield."
I did my best to gain possession for my team. And we got two back to equalise at 3-3.

8min before the end of the game, our opponent right wing runs with the ball down our left flank, I saw that coming and our defender left was out paced, I dashed back and caught up with the winger, he braked, and I got the ball from him.

Initiating the attack, I saw my team's best uncle who caught my sight and started running forward- I knew the moment is now, I fed a through pass between him and his marker. Perfectly the ball gone to his feet, I followed upward. He worked his way to the deep goal line and I saw the route to cut back to me, I gave him a shout!

Without hesitation, he passed. I had a moment to look for goal but there were a wall of men in front... but I saw our striker at the post, with a one touch trap, I gave a fast grounder pass to him, and he scored! 4-3 ! We fought back to gain back the lead.

Leaving about 3 min, our team's strategy was to defend with concentration. And there was this Indian guy who pulled all his tricks at our defence. He attracted my attention, I kept my eyes on him.

He dribbled past my defender, I'm next. He feinted with his body to my left, and dashed towards my right, my last second response was to foul him. I did, he was furious. I didn't care.
It's all what soccer was all about.

He was keen to avenge on that. As soon as I got a chance to break off an attack for my team from a corner, he charged at me with his foot. There was another marker on me beside, I stretched my feet to tap the ball down and bounced under his legs and tried to avoid impact from him.

He collided with his teammates, but kicked my left foot, nearly tripped me, I regained my balance and dashed for the ball... but referee awarded me a freekick. I wasn't really happy with the decision, play on would be an advantage to us in this counter attack.
Well, he didn't get his revenge, I got the final laugh as the game ended.

I'm glad our team won. And I was of help.
zhaoru.

PS: my legs have less cramps nowadays after working out in the gym. ^___^V