Jun 11, 2012 Me, Myself & I
1. You underestimate the competition.
2. You motivate the competition.
3. You are the competition.
I saw how the Spanish football team took to the field against the unfancied Italians last night, and I’m not sure if it was just me whom noticed the smuggy Spanish faces, of which I dare say do gingerly tilt towards over-confidence.
They terribly underestimated the Italian contingent, and the Italians were grateful for the nonchalant defending of Casilas and co, attacking wave after wave relentlessly.
Truly, it’s a pity that much of what the Italians got for their efforts were a mundane defiance from the Spanish players still refusing to accede their lost of grip during the game.
Before the game even began, the motivated Italian team knew what they had to do and they knew that Spain, was the team to beat for this European championships.
Indeed, Spain was the competition, and when you’re the competition, everyone ups their game against you.
Suddenly everyone has a reason to beat you.
That’s why sometimes, it’s best to stay low profile and play the underdogs.
Heh, just ask Chelsea.
Jan 4, 2012 Football
Manchester City won, but as I glanced at the game stats…
… Liverpool was the much more dominant team, with a possession difference (advantage) of 28%??
Had more shots at goal, even though there weren’t on target, and stll couldn’t score?
It’s been the plague of the season hasn’t it for Liverpool, that we’re dominatiing games and fail to capitalise with a win.
At least on previous occasions we could be blaming the posts, the bars, the referees and beach balls, but this time round, it’s just a drab loss and one has to take the bitter pill of humility and admit that we’ve been beaten comprehensively.
These things happen right? (Giving myself an excuse for the loss..)
The ball is round right? (Soothing myself temporarily in facing the loss..)
Gotta pick up the pieces and move on eh? (Motivating myself to continue supporting the losing team..)
Gotta face the same thing again twice within the month in the League Cup?? OH no~!
Dec 2, 2011 Me, Myself & I
Football is a simple game based on the giving and taking of passes, of controlling the ball and of making yourself available to receive a pass. It is terribly simple.
– Bill Shankly
.. and I wholeheartedly agrees so. I miss football dearly, after weeks of non-football action. D*mn the rain.
I wish I could run that little bit faster.
I wish I could dribble that little bit quicker.
I wish I could pass the mikasa ball that little bit further.
Even though it’s been almost every weekend that I pump myself up by chasing a 10 inch rubber ball around the green fields with 21 other grown men, I think I’m not conditioning myself well.
The late nights of magic-deck-tuning or dota-rampaging has been punishing my recovery and taxing much of my energy, and there’s one more thingy that I believe that’s turning into quite a significant factor in the decline of my footballing performances.
Okay I’ll admit, that that’s two factors, but my point being that I’ve not been disciplining myself with regards to my body’s recovery.
Especially after pushing my body gruelly for nearly 3 hours of intense workout, that involves accelerating, tackling, getting tackled, jumping like mad men, sprinting 10-15metres every minute or so, jogging continuously and of course there’s that tiny rippling effect of your mind being psyched like a dog on rabids during games.
It’s intense I tell ya, but I know that when the referee blows the final whistle, that it’s just a friendly game, and while my mind is able to recover at speed, sadly my body doesn’t follow suit.
At 29 years old, it’s time that I prepare a regime for myself, or else I won’t replenish what I’ve lost and then not being able to perform optimally come weekends.
Here’s what I plan to do:
Friday: Grab a carb heavy dinner. Minimise oily foods intake. Finish 1/2 bottle of 100plus. Grab 2-4 bananas and munch. Rest begins at midnight.
Sat: Soccer at 3pm with Skopets FC. Finish 1 bottle of 100 plus. Grab 2-4 bananas and munch. Grab a carb+protein balanced dinner. Minimise oily food intake Apply Deep Heat before resting at midnight.
Sun: Soccer at 3pm with Goals On Sight FC. Finish 1 bottle of 100 plus. Grab 2-4 bananas and munch. Grab an extremely protein heavy dinner. Minimise oily food intake Apply Deep Heat before resting at midnight.
Mon: Breakfast to consist of light carbs and light protein. Lunch and dinner to be medium protein and medium carbs and to minimise oily food intake. Grab 2-4 bananas and munch. Rest at midnight.
For now, I think I’ll plan from Friday to Monday first and see how it’ll turn out.
I’m not even sure if I’m able to strictly keep to this regime, but I’ll try to.
I know that I have to or I won’t be able to pass that little bit further.
Or I won’t dribble that little bit quicker.
Or run that little bit faster.
Mar 29, 2010 Me, Myself & I
Not since the former Dragonscage days have I woke earlier than 9am on a Sunday morning.
Heck, I don’t even wake earlier than 9am on weekdays when I go to work, but last Sunday morning, I woke extra early to prepare myself for a unique soccer game.
I woke at 7.30am, and that is indeed newsworthy, for me.
It was my maiden game with Andi’s health sciences lab friends, and no they’re not mice, but they’re rather nice.
They’re a bunch of professors, staff workers, and lab assistants of NUS, and Andi roped me in for the day to help out with the numbers.
It was a really good game, imho, but we lost 12-0! Oh well, it happens some times.
Despite the damning loss, the waking up early thingy and morning exercise seemed to have riled me up for the rest of the day, as I furiously scribbled and doodled on my notebook, the paper and pen kind, and tried to put my thoughts into ink.
Pretty soon, ink turned into punching my keyboards for almost half a day and though the idea have been lingering with me for a few weeks now, I’ve very much procrastinated in taking actions all these while.
But that afternoon, that lovely Sunday afternoon, somehow I managed to finish in a day, what I’ve been delaying for weeks.
MAR.sg is reborn, and reconstructed after countless massive surgical operations, and I’m actually quite happy with it.
Not so much of trying to promote the site, but more of hustling on the point that whenever you feel like you’re not going anywhere or not producing anything..
JUST DO SOMETHING!
Go ahead, take that first step of writing something down, or drawing something up, and who knows what it might lead to.
In fact, I didn’t even plan to finish the website, but merely to conjure more ideas and directions that it can go.
It clicked for me, and I know it’ll click for you too.
So if you feel like you’re stuck, as if there’s nothing going on for you, take action.
Do something, instead of grumbling or whining, and simply challenge yourself to make a difference.
Writing things down on paper, that won’t hurt.
Brainstorming for solutions, that won’t hurt.
Taking little actions, bit by bit and one step at a time, that certainly won’t hurt.
Do you know, if you gave a mouse a really big piece of juicy cheese, how it will finish eating that really big piece of juicy cheese?
One bite at a time.
Sometimes you just have to take little actions and things will click in place.
So, despite losing by a huge margin in that soccer game, I’m sure I gained invaluable new friends and possibly regular Sunday morning games.
Hmmm.. I wonder if they’ll ever need a website.
Jan 2, 2010 Football
I am not stunned at all at the result: Singapore 1 – Oman 4.
Seriously, our ‘professional’ footballers are living in a lucid dream of glory after all these years, and to think that a campaign, Goal 2010, was put out years back to enhance our chance of getting a slot at the South Africa 2010 World Cup, it’s embarassing.
Big, fat, dreams.
As sponsors and fan turnouts dried up, so did the dream of watching Singaporeans playing at the world cup finals.
Okay, so we tried and indeed we have to dream big to achieve big things, but sooner or later, you’ll always have to wake up.
Unless FAS or whoever it is that takes the lead in building up the quality of our players and our game by sending a team to recce how the real professionals do it in Europe (it’s gonna be costly of course), and until then Singapore’s football will probably never evolve from it’s current pitiful state of ‘schoolboy soccer’.
‘Schoolboy soccer’ is a state of mentality whereby players aren’t proactive enough to think on their own and instead wait and hope for others to make the difference, while lamenting at their current sorry state or finding glory at their newfound status as a ‘Pro’ player, thinking they’ve made it and then stop developing or improving themselves.
But thankfully there are players that take initiative and seek to improve themselves and their game.
These players try, and try, and try and try, but sometimes along the way, a better opponent comes along and you’ll simply have to concede defeat — but not without trying of course.
So Iran is next on Singapore’s schedule (6th Jan), but they thrashed us convincingly by 6 goals to 1, earlier in the round robin league, so it’s going to be a tough game.
Perhaps there’s still a chance for Singapore to qualify for the Asian games, by holding out for a draw or beating the Iranians on home turf.
Beating them, sounds like a really long shot, and holding out for a draw seems achievable, by our standards (and thankfully the wet weather too).
But seriously, I really don’t mind if we end up losing the game, just as long as we don’t lose it by playing with 10 men setting up camp and bonfires in the penalty box.
Now that’s just wrong.