I feel so sad today. We had a football match and we lost. At first we were hoping expecting to win and become the champion (again), but we underestimated the public schools. We thought that we could easily beat them cause they were amateurs. And because we were the champions last time, we thought that we were greater than them cause we have special trainings, more experience and cooperation.
Our first game was with the blue team. I think it went well, even though I wasn't really satisfied with myself. Our score was 1-0. Our second game was with the Bareto(?), the yellow team. Our score was 0-0. I don't really remember the 3rd game. But I know that we didn't lose.
The organizers called the coaches. Sir Roy went to the stage. When he approached us he told us that the organizers draw lots to choose who will go to the finals. Of course we were mad and argued to Kuya Roy, but he said "wala na kong magagawa" so we let it slide. But we still felt really angry about the topic.
We went on with the game. When the other team scored a goal I felt really down. Dharxy and Gaive had a lot of attempts but it was no use. Their attempts were always too weak or too strong. I was losing hope of winning. THEN, the other team scored another goal. Tears started falling. I tried not to let my emotions get to me. After so many attempts, we scored a goal. We were kinda glad that we got atleast 1 goal. but the time just wasn't enough. We ended the game with 2-1. When the whistle blew I just couldn't hold back my tears. I think everyone of us cried. cause our coach said to us before he left that he believed that we would win. We started blaming the organizers cause of their (sorry for the term) crappy way of choosing the finalist. Who would even think of doing a draw lots on a championship game?
I feel so much anger because of them. but I know that we were at fault too cause we didn't complain earlier. We were so mayabang cause we thought that we could win against every team there. We really didn't think that we could lose. Sir Neil told us that we should lower down our pride and never underestimate anyone. He said that we should just forget about what happened and move on. We could always make bawi next time. On June 2, I really will try my best to get that gold medal. but I don't really mind the bronze. I think it looks better than the gold :)
Thank you Lord for teaching us that we shouldn't think too high of ourselves and that we should never think of others like that. I wish the person who stole took my ball will practice more and become an even better player. I don't really mind losing the ball even though it cost mt dad 1000k+ I can always buy a new one :)
I Love You so