Watched the band concert at VCH on Last Sun. Woot, the way these peeps handle their instruments never fails to amaze me. For a musical idiot who can't even read scores, these musicians are truely performaning magic on stage. Haha. Sudden thought of this new phrase - Music is the art of musicians. Bball is the art of Basketman. =P

I've always tot tt bball is my art. The way my body moves- pentrating the defense and layup, jumping for a rebound, the way the finger archs to release a shot, the way the body waves thru the air... I could have chosen music but somewhat, perhaps tt's not the kinda challenge I wanted. I think that music is something about techniques tt can be perfected with lotsa time spent practicing and of course, played with feelings and emotion. Bball on the other hand, can too be perfected with lotsa training. Individual skills can be trained and like music, a group's coordination has to be trained on the larger scale of performance. However, what I see is that (on my POV), the challenge of uncertainty that bball brings me which music can't. The split second decision to be made based on the opponent always brings an extra challenge. Furthermore, bball is not something that you practice and that the layout during the game will be what you've practiced. Nothing is fixed and somewhat, you have to keep coming up with different plays for the different situations present. The present of uncertainty juz makes everything more fun, more interesting and of course, more challenging.

I don't really know whether love can also be linked to bball. In bball, I did suffer lotsa defeats. Losing to a better opponent, losing to a better team as such. Of course, losing is not a good feeling and I'll be kinda depressed, sometimes even hate myself or my teammate for not performing to expectations or doing crap mistakes. Yet, on the individual scale, I'll push myself even harder to hone my skills so as not to let myself taste defeat again. The desire to win perhaps, is kinda great. I'll pick myself up almost immediately to try again instead of wanting to give up on this sport. Yet love, is totally a different mentally. Every failure seems to have an extra devasting effect than tt of defeat in bball. Somewhat, I juz feel like lying in the mud after given a blow to the ground. All those "pick yourself up and try again", "stand up and move on" stuffs dun seems to work much. Somewhat, the tot of giving up always seems to appear. =( In this case, uncertainty is not something welcomed by me anymore. Haha... Maybe in bball, I know tt if I work hard, it'll pay off but in love, I don't even know whether my effort counts. Like boon said, maybe it's during the block leave when I'm like so free to think then these thoughts start coming to my mind. Maybe it's tt I'm too dependent on a mental source of motivation that I'm juz looking for someone to be my source mentally. Haha. Don't know lah. I guess no one will wanna be tt source lah, coz I'm juz too old-fashioned and plain to be their one. Perhaps one day while blending in the background, someone might juz stumble upon my presence and notice me. Hahahaha. =P