Wins, losses, the tears and fears. They were all part and parcel of what our team went through together.
At the start, most would loathe training, having t train with people of different cliques was an utter nightmare for some. We came from different backgrounds, but worked towards the common goal.
Time passed, we gotta know each other better. A simple bond built. Who would'v guessed in a few months time, a strong bond had already been established. Laughters, smiles on each other faces was what I looked forward t seeing most on each training.
Before we would start on our what seemed long warm up rounds, we'd whine and shan would be the first t bargain and start complimenting js, just for that moment. remember? ha. Steph was the one who msged us everytime t inform about almost everything, responsible! Anyway, it wasn't just any senior-junior thing anymore, with no age barriers, we looked and felt more like a team.
But of course, there'd be some incidents that went downhill for us. The matches we played among ourselves would occasionally stir up emotions, eventually leading t small conflicts amongst each other. Still, we learnt t bare with each other's short temperedness and all's good again.
Zonals champ was just a bonus. Nationals, I'm sure all of us could see the increased amount of effort put in as compared t those zonal matches. And yes, we did improve as a whole. For those who played, t see them fight on court, fight like they never did before, was rather heartwarming, yet heartwrenching t see them fall, and struggle t get back on their feets just t get possesion back. Those who didn't, didn't just simple sit back and watch. They cheered on, pumped support into players and helped t make sure they always had water and towels after timeouts. Now, isn't that a contribution too?
With every loss came a new determination t win. Only after the lost games would we be spurred on t fighting hard for the next. Everyone's fighting spirit, how they'd dive t grab the ball, knock into things after being pushed, commendable. Bruises seen after each games, they were evidences.
Noone ever thought we'd make it this far, that we'd be eliminated very soon. Even some of us thought so too. Although we lost it in the end, we only did so by small margins. So close t reaching our target, so close t proving others wrong, too close t winning. Count ourselves unlucky, we just had'a extend our dunearn lead by one miserable pt. That point could actually make sucha big difference.
Honestly speaking, even though we didn't make it t the top4, it was alright for me. The team really did put in effort t try, at least we tried t win. The thought of having the team as a whole, that was really all I needed.
My teammates. Ya'll were there for me when I was down, reproaching myself for the mistakes I made. Ya'll lent me a listening ear, give useful comments made me feel better. I remember always whining t shan, jo, adel after the games, they'd listen, sometimes tell me areas for improvement. Denise and Yantze, encouraging me whenever I played. Ya'll cared when I was weak and out, when injures screwed me up. Asked if I was fine, helped me carry stuffs. Like my muscular Grace! ha! and Adeline would nag at me. Clara did it in a crazy way, Vanessa did it in another. Botin? nawww, least caring =D hahahaha. Whatever it was, you people cared, ya'll made me feel that I belonged in this team, made me realise how much I should treasure all of this. Being able t play on the same team, it was all cool. Thanks for the bittersweet memories worth reminicing, the shit and all we went though together, was all worthwhile.
One'a the best teams I've ever had since I balled. My life would'a sucked without ya'll.
