Reliving Old Memories

Yesterday my team member jio me to play street soccer today with colleagues from other departments, and I agreed to join. I rushed my stuff today and left work early. We went to Alexandra Hospital street soccer court - I didn't know they have a court there and I don't think many people know about the place so we were undisturbed.

The most comical thing was we didn't have a ball. Luckily Queensway SC is just around the corner, so we went to get one. While purchasing the ball, I was looking at some street soccer boots.

Now, I've long contemplated getting a new pair but I've always resisted because I knew that I won't have much chances to use it. My current pair must be more than 4 years old because I still remember wearing to play during my uni days. I know it sounds ludicrous but I've actually attached some sentiments to my boots. I'm a typical crab here, living in my own world and fond of memories.

Well, I can say that it's untouched for nearly 2 years and it was just as well I took it out today. This coming Sunday, my buddy DY is getting married and I will be one of his 'brothers'. The theme will be street soccer so all of us will be decked out in street soccer gear with our names on our jerseys etc...

I did think about my dirty old boots, but I reckoned it could do one last round before I say goodbye. Strangely, as fate would have in, the session tonight intercepted everything. Do you believe in fate? I haven't used the boots for more than 2 years, and I get 2 chances to use it in the space of less than a week. Needless to say, playing for nearly 3 hours meant that my boots were damaged beyond repair and I even had to play out the last 1/2 hr as a 'keeper.

I guess I have to do some shopping after all. Last minute too. I'm glad I had a game today otherwise I don't know how embarassing it would be if my boots gave way on the way to picking the bride. I'm half decided between taking the easy option of buying it at shopping centres or going Queensway. But I think a visit to Queensway is long overdue.

Playing street soccer again brought back all the old memories. I played everyday after school during sec sch, even through O Level exams, even in JC, we still went back to sec sch to play. I cut down during uni, only playing during the occasional weekends, before my gang gradually disbanded due to commitments.

I didn't know any of the colleagues besides my team member, but it didn't take long for all the jokes and laughter to come out. I guess everyone was just playing at a leisurely pace until some idiot suggested that the team who concedes a goal do 10 pushups (or 20 if scored via header). Immediately the intensity picked up and we all ended the night with sore arms haha. Last goal of the night 20, and if it's a header combo, make that 40. Bunch of jokers.

I enjoyed myself immensely, we went for late dinner and drinks before heading home. I'm still feeling the adrenaline... can't fall asleep.

And earlier in the day. I just had my year end review with my boss today. During the discussion, he suddenly asked me to go buy a ROLEX watch. And out of nowhere too. I told him I have plans for my cash and intend to use it elsewhere. Right now 'CASH IS KING'.... or maybe a few blue chip stocks. But I just lost $1k plus today thanks to my itchy hands. I hate myself sometimes.

Or should I... Too early to decide. Wait till Feb.