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Sunday, September 19, 2004
The End of a Season
It didn't really hit me till a mere ten minutes ago, while I was stretching out my legs and reading the math book that F_ kindly lent me - that yet another softball season has come to a close. I know I didn't blog about the end of last season, maybe cos despite it being the first year with lebels, it didn't seem particularly blog-worthy. Don't ask me why.
But this year...I think I played the season of my life. Really played my heart out. Perhaps it's the exhiliration of playing on two teams, having all that extra training and games...I've definitely performed better before. Perhaps 1998 or 2002. What makes this year so special, so sweet, isn't just the pretty gold medal that is now proudly displayed in my medal cabinet. It was having to put up the fight of my life to secure a place on the team, and finally getting onto the first team. I don't know if I put in more effort into this than into my As...maybe equal. But I really feel a sense of achievement right now, and also a certain sadness that the season has, so rapidly, come to a close. Still remember being in the gym with F_, that faithful day when he persuaded me to take up softball again this year, and I acquiesed (at first merely to please him, but ultimately it was the right decision and I have him to thank).
Feel rather overwhelmed right now, this strange bittersweet mixture of sadness tinged with happy memories...All good things must come to an end right? And ca 1 is approaching...in about 5 week's time and I haven't started studying...So I guess it's for the best anyway...
Strange how a bat, a ball and a glove can be of such fascination to someone like me.
This is my eigth consecutive year playing softball. I pray it won't be the last.
3:15 PM
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