strange kind of funny

in a strange turn of events, i was somehow invited to train in a vocational school in the west. my friend, the one who invited me and Yana to play, didnt turn up. instead, her other 2 team mates were there. my old friend YT, and someone else from Japan.

someone else from Japan is the new mid-field sensation of the current Women's Premier League. boy was i surprised when i heard she was going to assist the coach in training. there i was, in a strange new pitch, training with an unknown coach, a bunch of school girls and also my rivals.

with the state of the current club that i am in, there has not been any training sessions and it sucks. my muscles especially my left quads and hamstrings are not conditioned and is wasting away, my speedometer is stuck at 10km/h and my stamina has waned.

the coach was friendly and warm, i did not feel intimidated at all. Yana asked if all soccer coaches are the same. she said that they all have as pot belly, booming voice, a wry sense of humour and love to talk so much. i just shrugged. anyway, he said the drills that he was going to let us do is under the FAS syllabus. he said the syllabus had 24 units. he knew all of it he mentioned. alright mister, i was impressed. undoubtedly, the drills we had to do were a little different than usual. within half an hour i was sweating buckets. it felt good. my left knee hurt the whole time, but i sucked it up and went through the whole session. a few times, me, YT and someone-else-from-Japan had to do demonstration. i hope i didn't come across as cocky. i have been told i can be arrogant at times. (funny how negative words from mean people get stuck to you forever)

i know now, first impression really matters. the girls were barely eighteen, most of them were from the mentioned school, some of them were their eastern counterparts. how do i put this across without being critically judgemental? i tried to recall how i looked like when i was eighteen, how i dressed, how i wore my hair, how i responded to instructions etc.

the girls had their hair dyed or rebonded. some of them, they tied their hair so fancily, i wonder if they know they are going to have a soccer session. there were few who wore thick make up. i can see the thick layer of foundation on their faces. i hope 1 day i will have the courage to tell them that is very unhealthy for the face.

in women's football every where in Asia, there will be those girls who want to be boys. they will wear their hair short, spiked up with tons of wax, or they flatten it down ala Justin Bieber circa 2009. i have had friends who are like them ever since i was 17 myself, so i had no issues with them. it's just that, another unhealthy habit they had was, they bound their chest while playing football. it is a very hazardous thing to do. 

they also looked like they smoke. i might be wrong, i mean, so many people think i am the sort who smoke, drink and party but i dont. although true enough, in the small changing room, they were puffing away. i was sad, i know many kids who went or is still going to this school. i know people who work there too. i do not want to stereotype but these kids are not helping themselves.

i don't know if i will be training with them again. but trust me, it will be weird being friends with them.

and by late yesterday night, i had a FB friend request. it was someone-else-from-Japan. another weird moment. for the past few months, i have been getting annoyed about her, ranting on how good she has been. bring the solo force of destruction for all the teams against hers, including mine. i have not accepted the requested. let me think about it.

funny how things are unravelling.