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Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Was going home juz now when I sudden saw the court and yup, I have a bball with me and so, off I went for a late evening bball session with my old friend. REally lao liao...Can't even have a proper aim, can't get the ball through the hoop smoothly at all and yet, kinda bad at controlling the bball too... It's really really been a long long time since I have properly spent some quality time with this old friend. Thinkin back at the earlier days when I started playing the game and lotsa things juz flash past my mind. Realise that how I'm blinded and lost with all these external factors from my surrounding that I lost the passion and love for this game that used to be most important in my life. Hate the people who keep discouraging me at my dreams of playing in the uni varsity team. How they question my abilities and capabilities, doubt everything and stuff. I admit I'm not as talented as others who's in the national team or so but yup, I'm willing to devote my time and energy in practicing to make myself better. I don't have talents to back me up but I'm sure hard work will help compansate for it in a certain way. Don't care, start getting back in shape for some decent games. First, I'll get myself a new pair of sneakers.

The game that bonds a group of people strongly together seems to have weaken. Perhaps some has found other aspects of life worth more of their attention and some others, gone after some other distractions. Doing silly things, trying out stunts and getting everyone involved, everyone doing different things and in the end, the magic will mostly put out a win. Now, the magic seems to disappear. Roles seems to have been more distincted, you get the ball, shoot and that's it. Never go in, never mind, there's always this particular guy who'll get the ball for you. Don't worry. The ultimate aim is to win. Winning is everything. Where has the fun gone to? Where has all the zest and energy into doing some stunt plays that turns out beautiful at times gone to? Why suddenly the conforminity to the standard boring plays? Has growing up dull the creativity? Where's the curiosity and dare to venture into unchartered terriorities gone to? Have we been too comfortable in our so-called some 'high standards' in the past that we trap ourselves up at the edge of a cliff where failing becomes so scary? Last time we're juz a bunch of nobodys playing a game we like. Now we're still some nobodys. Let's go back to playing the game. Let's have some good old fun.

10:23 PM