Saturday, March 15, 2008

Yea Hao...

N wat a match it was..
It was supposed to atart at 5pm
But due to rain,
It started at 745pm instead..
RJC had floodlights,
So it kinda felt like an S-league match..
So, the stage is set..

The match against RJC went reli well..
Everybody played to instruction,
Just push the ball up n high..
Partly cz RJ cant play their game wit wet pitch..
But it was great for us..

Everybody played well,
Going hard,
getting the ball high,
run n push,
Not afraid to get wet..

N yea I scored...
Reli Happy.....
The feeling was DAMN GREAT!!!
N I finally did my goal celebration aft so long..

But nvm bout that goal..
Was reli happy that I played well..
Thx for the compliments..

N thx Andrew for indirectly helpin me to play well..
Wells, now I noe my best motivation b4 any game..

But guys,
let's keep playin well,
With that spirit in us..
Let's b the most spirited team in the A div..
N eventually,
We'll b surprised where it can take us..

Wells, for now, back to the books n notes..
Honestly, feelin rather worried..

posted by Wary at 1:32 AM


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Song: How to save a Life

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Lyrics

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
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