Lost and Found
For those who was lost and wish those will be found.
09 December 2011
24 November 2011
oh no, not again...
jesus mate, i lost again.
what 15 - 2? got to be kidding, right?
ok ok, 15 -11 then.
what 15 - 2 again? shit.
should i consider other sports than squash?
i was told that i am too soft in squash?
am i too soft? where is my sharp edge?
i used to consider myself... well, at least won't use "soft" on me.
what's happening on me?
whether my self judgement right or my teammate's judgement wrong?
a night with lot of puzzles.
but one thing is sure, i ain't good at squash.
F
what 15 - 2? got to be kidding, right?
ok ok, 15 -11 then.
what 15 - 2 again? shit.
should i consider other sports than squash?
i was told that i am too soft in squash?
am i too soft? where is my sharp edge?
i used to consider myself... well, at least won't use "soft" on me.
what's happening on me?
whether my self judgement right or my teammate's judgement wrong?
a night with lot of puzzles.
but one thing is sure, i ain't good at squash.
F
22 November 2011
20 November 2011
my last 2011 Trailwalker Diary
it was a bigger challenge than i was expecting and it is a fail on the score sheet.
i'll get myself together and focus on the next challenge ahead.
hey, by the way it wasn't over yet; i'll keep trying this; simply because i just love the challenge, not the part of whether complete it or not.
thanks for everyone's care and concern, you won't be forgotten.
i'll get myself together and focus on the next challenge ahead.
hey, by the way it wasn't over yet; i'll keep trying this; simply because i just love the challenge, not the part of whether complete it or not.
thanks for everyone's care and concern, you won't be forgotten.
17 November 2011
13 November 2011
Amateur Squash Tournament Diary
i remember when i was a child i used to play squash with my brothers
back then we were lucky to have a squash court around but actually not as close as nowadays people's standard.
yet it is close enough for 3 little kids back in 70's.
since i was the youngest, i pick up the skill younger than two of my brothers.
and i soon consider myself above average as i am the youngest and played with two elder brother of mine already.
this kind of pride carried me through my entire childhood.
however my real standard never been tested in any competitive level.
after almost 20yrs playing it on and off and out of a sudden i got an opportunity to play in a tournament.
and it just a amateur tournament.
it has competition in almost every week and competitors are ranging from various ages and sexes.
my 1st match is a little girl whom looks like still doing school but the result was i lost.
not a very shocking result as i played some pre-match games and finally realized i wasn't above average in any way at all.
however, losing to a young girl still heart breaking.
2nd match was a male finally thanks god.
i got thousands of reason to beat this one.
damn, the score sheet even worst than the 1st time 3-0.
zero confidence whatsoever after these 2 matches.
got to confess that i have a couples of new found sports and the closest one to squash is tennis.
however after replaying it for a while, i genuinely found myself re-loving this sport.
it is a simple game and yet so demanding in both mind and body.
it is like a free fight between two and it is where its beauty lies.
look, a smaller size and less physical build opponent from opposite sex can kick your bud,
i guess you can tell how fantastic this game could be.
there comes my 3rd game.
after couples of loses.
i knew if i taken too keen on the result, i will be home very sad.
i particular told myself try not to do it this way and to save me from miserable for the rest of the days.
i knew where my standard is.
but my opponent this time has no business whatsoever in squash,
jesus, my playing style cost me the 1st game.
"com on! what are you doing?" this is not just something i talked to myself but my teammates too.
winning over this one is an expected result.
but after this match i found myself bonded to this team and we shared ups and downs together.
taking a match feels good of course but the genuine love of this sport draw us together and keeps the world outside at least for a while.
got to tell you, man i miss this feeling.
back then we were lucky to have a squash court around but actually not as close as nowadays people's standard.
yet it is close enough for 3 little kids back in 70's.
since i was the youngest, i pick up the skill younger than two of my brothers.
and i soon consider myself above average as i am the youngest and played with two elder brother of mine already.
this kind of pride carried me through my entire childhood.
however my real standard never been tested in any competitive level.
after almost 20yrs playing it on and off and out of a sudden i got an opportunity to play in a tournament.
and it just a amateur tournament.
it has competition in almost every week and competitors are ranging from various ages and sexes.
my 1st match is a little girl whom looks like still doing school but the result was i lost.
not a very shocking result as i played some pre-match games and finally realized i wasn't above average in any way at all.
however, losing to a young girl still heart breaking.
2nd match was a male finally thanks god.
i got thousands of reason to beat this one.
damn, the score sheet even worst than the 1st time 3-0.
zero confidence whatsoever after these 2 matches.
got to confess that i have a couples of new found sports and the closest one to squash is tennis.
however after replaying it for a while, i genuinely found myself re-loving this sport.
it is a simple game and yet so demanding in both mind and body.
it is like a free fight between two and it is where its beauty lies.
look, a smaller size and less physical build opponent from opposite sex can kick your bud,
i guess you can tell how fantastic this game could be.
there comes my 3rd game.
after couples of loses.
i knew if i taken too keen on the result, i will be home very sad.
i particular told myself try not to do it this way and to save me from miserable for the rest of the days.
i knew where my standard is.
but my opponent this time has no business whatsoever in squash,
jesus, my playing style cost me the 1st game.
"com on! what are you doing?" this is not just something i talked to myself but my teammates too.
winning over this one is an expected result.
but after this match i found myself bonded to this team and we shared ups and downs together.
taking a match feels good of course but the genuine love of this sport draw us together and keeps the world outside at least for a while.
got to tell you, man i miss this feeling.
10 November 2011
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