Fall Out.

Nice start of the day

It was raining for the whole of mothers' day.
Yet, I went off for soccer after buying breakfast for my family.
Due to the wet weather, the field was as expectedly to be muddy and had puddles of water.
And as usual for a rainy day soccer session, many would have "put aeroplane".

We started off in a relax mood enjoying the little stroll or jog on the field while playing the game in drizzle. The game never did heat up till the last 20minutes or so.

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Pissed off.

I was playing in relax mood. No attempt to make any uneccessary runs, no effort to perform what is usually needed to be done. Just playing football...and practicing.

While playing, my friend commented I ALWAYS never take a look at where I wanted to pass before I pass the ball. Well, to be frank, I was pissed by that.

The fact is I do look out for people supporting me and will try to pass to them when I had the chance; But I do it in "another" way. I do not have the technical abilities to dribble the ball past two defenders, but then I always make use of my size and body to shield the ball and keep defenders from poking it away from me, and that would just buy enough time for me to pass the ball.

If he thinks that I didn't do that well enough, I would have challenged him "why then you still mis-passed after having taken a look at who to pass?"
NO ONE IS PERFECT, even if you're a good player.

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The forcast of a heated battle.

Then came along a bastard who charged at me when I was in possession of the ball. He banged onto me, I was able to withstand the impact and passed the ball away. That doesn't occured to me that it was a friendly play and I just let the matter rest.

Rain got more heavy, I had an opportunity to bring forth an attack down the left flank, with the support from one of my teammates.

Unfortunately my teammate didn't manage to return a good pass back to me. The ball was deflected off the defender's foot and skidded towards my direction...

The defender dashed for the ball, I too run towards it. My first thought was since I am faster to reach the ball, I will put my body over it and shield it first.

It happened in a flash, after I gained a half-pace fast step to shield the ball, impact from behind came as expectedly. The defender was shielded off and lost his balance, my friend from behind saw it as a foul commited by me... while I think otherwise, I continued play towards the 6 yard box with another defender in front... the off balanced defender found his feet up and charged at me from behind again, slided in with both legs and cramped on my right foot -- an intent to bring me down at all cost.

I didn't fall, I continued play yet again despite the intentional foul play... only seconds to hear my friend shouting and scolding me to continue play after a foul...

I stopped. All the moment the sound that travelled to my ear was his remarks, and not from the rain. I shouted back, claiming that it wasn't a foul! He claimed it was. I was furious.

Seconds later, I slided in for a tackle for the ball and got my left knee injury bleeding again.
Then I saw my friend started his "serious" defending work, sliding and tackling yet not stopping the opponent from advancing, I left the field. I know he is furious too. Doubt me not, I was too.
If I would stay on the field for the last 5 minutes, I think I will break out a fight soon enough.
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Recalling the game, still gives me the impression that he think he is always right and I'm always wrong.
I was always ready to play a physical game at soccer if the game gets rough, if you are not up to it, then don't play with me. -- This serves as a reminder to bastards who can't take knocks and wanted to knock people down.

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If this is a misunderstanding, I would still put a stand on my ground that IT WASN'T A FOUL.
And I will like to say again: " I was playing at relax mood."

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After such an unhappy game of soccer, and with the following points which made me disappointed:

1) All of us are in the same team.
2) My friend, being in the same team as me, just f*** me off.

There is no team spirit to begin, I might have just left the team; that way there would be one less "rough" player to handle.

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This is a lengthy passage. If you had stayed through it, you had really been a good listener to me. Thank you.

Disappointed and sad,
zhaoru.