Sunday, May 15, 2005

woke up at 1.45 pm due to the arguement coming from the main entrance of my house. My bro was playing with water at the window and making the clothes that are hanging below to be wet. So the neighbour came up and told my parents. Thats very dumb of him. Play dun play till so obvious la. Brainless sia. Nvm, i still can teach him. LoL.

Travelled down to Marina for my soccer match which starts at 3pm. Reached there at 3.15pm, so i intended to play the 2nd half, but my friend was abit shag. So he sub-ed me aruond 25 mins. After around 5 mins, i got used to the tempo of the game and created alot of chances for my teammates. 5 mins before the whistle blow for half time, i scored a spectacular goal. The opposition's keeper miss kicked the ball and the ball floated directly into my head. With a defender ahead of me, i headed the ball over him, and ran past him to volley the ball into the back of the net. The keeper had 0% of chance to even touch the ball. Ok, u may say that im boarsting, but the above are the facts, im not showing off, im juz telling u guys abt the incident.
2nd half started, again, i bossed the whole of right wing. Creating chances for my teammates, running back to defend, trying to score again. Around 70+ mins, i swooped places with the left winger. The moment i got the 1st ball at left wing, i cut through the defense and gave a hard whack to the Atero ball and it rocket into the post. If that were to rocket into the back of the net, it would have been the 2nd goal for me of the match and the 19th goal i scored for my team the whole season. When the whistle was blown for full time, we congratulate each other and the final score was 7-0. Wad a thrash.

Washed up and left Marina to head home. Tmr im going to camp at East Coast with my gang, `The Brokers. So excited abt it. But theres many things we gotta do in order to make the camp a fun one. With our capabilities, im sure we can make it a fucking fun camp although its only 2 days 1 night.

-dom

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