dream....
I had this dream last night, which until now is still so vivid. I remember being on a soccer pitch, playing a match against our juniors from rv who were 2 years younger. And i was someone like gary neville, playing at right back. It's really interesting because the attacks from our juniors were non-existent and i remember rampaging up and down the right flank and i was just enjoying the process of attacking and crossing and playing with my sec4 friends.
It was so incredible, the entire feeling. So real that when i woke up from my dream, i could still feel the adrenalin rush and feel my pulse racing man. I really miss playing soccer. But i also recognise that i have no technique and no skills and no stamina. And i did not expect that i would really miss playing soccer this much. I used to play almost everyday in the past. Not that i was good then, but at that time even though i had no skills still, i was quite clinical in my finishing when i played street soccer. That's when i played at my neighbourhood street soccer court, and teams would just want me on their side so much.
I guess i just have the ramming skills. All the clinical finishing actually came from hours of playing alone. My friend, who stays a few blocks away, would be late consistently for about 30min. Oh on a side note, i also do not understand why most of my male friends are latecomers!!! Zixu yes you. Anyway, i would actually use the time alone to play passing with the wall and just kept shooting into the goal from all angles. When there are teams there, and i get to be with my primary school friend on the same team, we were quite a potent force.
He was the dribbler and would feed me, while i prefer to play it simple by passing and moving around. And we formed a great partnership because we both did what we were good at and we were quite telepathic. All kinds of passes, high passes, low passes, flicks, 1-2s...amazing man. And whenever i strike the ball, and see it lobang the keeper, that feeling is wonderful.
Ok enough about soccer. On sunday, i just went for the Global Day of Prayer at the National Stadium and it's phenomenal. At that event itself, there was probably 20+ thousand people gathered together to worship and to pray. On a global scale, on that day itself, millions of people would be gathering worldwide to pray for their countries and pray for the world. This is the 2nd time that it's held at the national stadium and what a fitting way to have this prayer meeting at our national icon that is going to be torn down soon.
It was so incredible, the entire feeling. So real that when i woke up from my dream, i could still feel the adrenalin rush and feel my pulse racing man. I really miss playing soccer. But i also recognise that i have no technique and no skills and no stamina. And i did not expect that i would really miss playing soccer this much. I used to play almost everyday in the past. Not that i was good then, but at that time even though i had no skills still, i was quite clinical in my finishing when i played street soccer. That's when i played at my neighbourhood street soccer court, and teams would just want me on their side so much.
I guess i just have the ramming skills. All the clinical finishing actually came from hours of playing alone. My friend, who stays a few blocks away, would be late consistently for about 30min. Oh on a side note, i also do not understand why most of my male friends are latecomers!!! Zixu yes you. Anyway, i would actually use the time alone to play passing with the wall and just kept shooting into the goal from all angles. When there are teams there, and i get to be with my primary school friend on the same team, we were quite a potent force.
He was the dribbler and would feed me, while i prefer to play it simple by passing and moving around. And we formed a great partnership because we both did what we were good at and we were quite telepathic. All kinds of passes, high passes, low passes, flicks, 1-2s...amazing man. And whenever i strike the ball, and see it lobang the keeper, that feeling is wonderful.
Ok enough about soccer. On sunday, i just went for the Global Day of Prayer at the National Stadium and it's phenomenal. At that event itself, there was probably 20+ thousand people gathered together to worship and to pray. On a global scale, on that day itself, millions of people would be gathering worldwide to pray for their countries and pray for the world. This is the 2nd time that it's held at the national stadium and what a fitting way to have this prayer meeting at our national icon that is going to be torn down soon.
My CG(including those with red shirts looking at the camera) with Pastor Edmund.
Alright..pretty tired already...night
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