the thrill, all over again...

for a while, i hated running. and always felt sluggish. but i rediscovered the adrenaline rush, the liberation, the thrill... running freely on the field, in the rain, can be very therapeutic.

my only regret is that we couldnt score, and that we were using long balls. but that's understandable, considering we dun have any passers. but at least when we start to pressure them from the top, they start making mistakes and we began our domination. it sort of vindicates a key, if less known concept of total football: the hunt for the ball begins in the opponents' half, the moment the ball is lost. and it's especially sweet when the opposition looks damn pissed and look as though they din noe what happened. after all, they were supposed to be the better team, on paper.

but ultimately, it's about the thrill.

the simple joys of playing football and running.