Today has been a cock, motherfuckin, bhutto day for me. Well it was fine until after 6. Basically, politics got in the way of soccer. AS it always does. Sick. Let me elaborate.
ME and WQ have been training the team from scratch, as in realli zilch, zero,sifar and we were suddenly thrown into the deep end, but being forced to participate in the competition is too much. Wats more today we learnt that results do matter...sigh. Why is it always like dat.
I mean i'm the last person one should talk to about results, and yet I totally don't agree with this matter. The girls are so raw, so new, how on earth are we to expect results of them? evry team starts some where rite?
Anyways, as a stop-gap measure, we were asked to take in girls from other CCAs, to increase the quality of the team and thus produce the results. Well the players were realli good, dat much i concede, but there was no way i was gonna change my team around some very good players, cos the girls in the team had trained so hard!!
In the end the back and forth yo-yo came to an abrupt halt, when Mr T had heard enugh and agreed with us, and in retaliation say he wanna shut the cca down. Sigh its so sad, dat results always come in the way of progress.
But anyways, I'm so pissed at the bleak future of the CCA, cos being with the girls has taught me so much, and I enjoy it so much, it takes my mind off other things. those 2-3 hours every afternoon are simply worth it cos of dat. Don't get me wrong, not dat i'm a dirty old man or wateva, i see the girls like little sisters(serious), they have so much to learn, and I'm glad that I can help them lar.
BUt anyways, I will cross the bridge when I get to it, rite now, better concentrate on the coming matches. They're gonna be tough, but I hope the girls will have faith in themselves.
Out.
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