There was an earlier write up that I had posted earlier last year about getting back to football and the ecstasy I felt. Although I was back to kicking and running around but there were a lot of things that needed enormous development on. For instance, the stamina, professional who train on a six day schedule have agreed to the fact that when they return for the next training session they feel like their stamina has dropped by at least 10% if not more. One could only imagine when the break was as long as a year.
I don’t clearly remember when I started liking or developed the passion for football. I can only recall it since the ninth grade and by the start of tenth grade it was peaking and incessantly rising.
There was a tournament organized by locals near my house today. My brother had taken keen interest in it and registered for the tournament. He wanted me to play in his team – central midfield – my area of expertise. I felt important of course, not everyday people come to you and ask you to play for them purely based on recognition. Although I was thrilled at the fact of getting down in the field and doing what I used to do best there was something that was always nagging me. In the year I haven’t played much and my stamina on a meter would definitely be in negatives. My nightmares did come true once the game was started. I would get exhausted at the end of a sprint and my speed and come down drastically. When I was chasing the ball, it felt like forever and before my eyes the opponent would come steal the ball and vanish. It is very painful and frustrating. I lost my composure too a rarity when I used to play. With times things change, you like them but there are things that you wish never change. The ability to play football like I used to is definitely first on my list.
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