Hat-trick

Nope i didn't score 3 goals. Well i didn't just score 3 goals, but that isn't the point. i played 3 soccer games in a week: 8th, 12th and 15th September.

At first, it started off last Saturday as just another day to do sports and keep fit, so i organised a street soccer game with some of my closest buddies. We had a 3-on-3 for close to 2 hours in the blazing heat. My muscles ached for the entire next day.

Then came Wednesday, a day where full attendance in my camp was required for some major area cleaning. Since it's really rare that we have most of the people around, we decided to kick some ball. That lasted for about an hour. More muscle aching.

Then today, i was invited by one of my campmates to play with his regular soccer gang. Being the soccer enthusiast that i am, i couldn't refuse. Got a surprise when i realised that some of the people playing are, well, uncles. But the surprise didn't end there. Much to my horror for underestimating them, they played brilliant football. Out of the 3 games, this was the one that totally tested me out physically, mentally and tactically. Each touch, each run, each positioning had to be done with precise and meticulous execution. One mistake could be fatally costly for the team. Never had i played under so much pressure before. it has been a long time.

From the remaining 30 over minutes of matchplay between Everton and Manchester United after missing the bulk of the action due to the soccer game i had, i can conclude that this year's title is not for Sir Alex's taking. Simply put, Manchester United is playing a brand of football we critics call, plain lousy. God be with them.