drain the pressure from the swelling
the sensation's overwhelming
give me a kiss goodnight
and everything will be alright
tell me that i won't feel a thing
so give me novocaine
well, what can i possibly say? reality hurts? this feeling sucks? what more? whatever name you choose to call it, nothing will change the fact that we played our best, there wasn't one thing more that any of us could have done better.. for that, we deserve to hold our heads up high, and say that we rustled and tussled with the best, and almost came out on top.. to be honest, the first goal killed off any remaining hopes of the final, but what's done cannot be undone, and so we'll just have to pick our pride up again and go to battle for one last time..
aiyaa, there's no pt rambling on abt something lost anymore, we'll just have to play our usual for fri, even though the hockey pitch is the last thing most of us wanna see at the moment.. another side pt, it really is disconcerting to see guys crying, esp if you're as close to them as we are.. of course, i fully understand why we're crying.. i mean aft all, 15 mins decided our 6-mth long trng.. but i hope we all eventually realise however hard we train, we are still playing just a game.. that's the beauty (or beast) of sport, it can spite or sweeten you, depending which side of the fence you're on.. i just wanna get this wk over with, so that life will go back to normal, where my heart can start beating normally again..
just in case i haven't said it before, it has been privilege to play alongside these warriors.
taufik
matthew
wei xuan nazry
glenn
guan xun
marcus
vignes
collin
kevinpreet
timo
bryan
kevin yu
tony
yong hui
wei shing
r. praveen
martin
iven
peace..

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