Soccer days

Moved on to wiping my model planes, trophies, medals and other stuff. My oldest and 1st ever trophy broke, its arm simply just came off while I was wiping. But I'll still keep it. It brings back memories; this little boy running around the field kicking a ball the size larger than his head. :)

Tidying my closet also brought back memories of those soccer days. Was pulling out all the clothes that I can't fit anymore. Found most of my soccer jerseys. Orange, yellow, purple, black, blue, red.....no. 5, 8, 10, 12, 18. My personal favourite is the SGS orange jersey, no.8. It ain't the prettiest, but it was the jersey I wore in my first ever competitive game which I played in the "first eleven" (starting line-up). I remember I was known as the neatest kid on the field. Before match I'll have my jersey tucked in, socks pulled up and nicely folded. After final whistle, my jersey would still be tucked in, socks would still be up. I had a habit of tucking my jersey back in even after some idiots pull it out while challenging for the ball.

Those were the days. Could have gone much further to play for clubs. But oh well, now my passion have been diverted to tennis. It's time to play my best, once again for my school.