Appreciating Soccer : A Confession from a Fan

" Every Accomplishment Starts with the decision to try......" 

"The vision of a champion is someone who is bent over, drenched in sweat, at the point of exhaustion, when no one else is watching." 
- Ansone Dorance

And so it goes. That saying again.Usually, I can hear this either from my mom who wants me to become a good, better student, from my dad who wanted me to focus on math and become an engineer someday, or from my sister who always wanted me to become just like her- prim and proper.

Well, and so it goes again. " What a girl wants, What a girl needs" .. whatever makes me happy sets me free...An excerpt from the song of one of my favorite singer, Chris A.Good song! though, for a woman like me, but not so like me cause I always think that I'm different.

Different in such a way that, 

many people... 

ok so, let me just say, only few people may seem to understand.

Im 27.A teacher now.Yes, I am.If in case , you will be asking me why I became one,probably I want to you to change your question and instead, I would want you to ask me, why I love coffee instead, and why I can't almost live without having one.

Coffee, indeed such a powerful weapon especially when you face the early morning traffic, the different faces that you don't know exactly if you'll be inspire or not.Don't blame me, traffic , itself is such a miserable case !not to mention, the moody drivers that I have no choice but to face.

I even asked myself, I need a solution now.Or probably,I should begin with the question- What is really the problem?

How can I solve the problem of my country if I can't , at least solving mine.

As a girl,I am a feminine one.You know that girly type,but can be a tomboy every MWF , Monday-Wednesday-Friday , if given a chance.

Whenever I arrived at school, it would took me several minutes to overcome boredom.Or even worst, I will watch those students nearby busy with their own businesses.Chitchatting is common, talking while inside the library can be an ordinary scene.Talking while walking together, the laugh?! nah..can be an archive issue already.

Our school is a good school.At least not for the sake of promotion and marketing,but it is good really.

When boredom strikes, I can see myself taking selfies of myself.But not until one day, my friend told me that doing it could be a sign of having a disorder, I decided to stop.

Then, I asked myself the biggest question ever.Plus of course, the biggest question mark, What's the next big thing now? Drinking? No.My mom will kill me.I know that.

Then , here it comes blogging...

But what will I blog ?

Food ?

Travel ?

no...

And the biggest no is sport.

I am not a sport minded person , I know that.

Basketball ? Well, I am a basketball fan.

Stephen Curry.

#30.

This could be a lucky day though.

I have friends who are really into sports.

So, what I usually do when I'm with them ? Shut up.I dont ,I never dare to talk.Why ? This is something that I can't relate.Maybe, I can answer some grammar issues.But , not sport or sports.

One day, my friend invited me to watch their game.Actually, I was never been invited.I volunteered.See ? I am such a one hell honest gal.You should be thankful for.

It was such a tournament for different schools 

A lot of schools participated.

And they are divided into different particular categories.When you are not a fan, in which I was at first, i can say that it could be boring.Not because the sport itself is boring, but because, as I've said, this is something that I'm not used to.And I never imagine, I could at least enjoy watching off with..

And so,my friend told me, " Do you understand the game ? " .People are shouting.High school girls are cheering. While me, I am busy looking for what food to eat.

Then silent came. They said that silent means " yes" but when it comes to me, I'm afraid it's a " no"/

Then I decided to give it a shot.It was mind breaking at first.I didn't know what to do.

How can I ever understand...?

The game ended, but still I can't relate yet.

TIme passed, and I recall that incident, it awaken my senses and aroused my curiousity to study the sport.

My bad, I forgot to mention, that what I am talking about on this blog is Soccer.

Beckham? I think , its football though.

So, for me to really appreciate this sport, I decided to study what composed this sport.

From the uniform gear,to the players needed  to the rules and mechanics

I did.Well at least, 

And know I've realized being a tomboy once in while when it comes to soccer can make my world go round.

It may sound like a little awkward, or unbelievable as it may seem but, I think this is how life goes for sometimes.Like love or any other hobbies, it may appear like a bit tiring, uninteresting or boring, but later on,life will give you series of surprises that even you, you wont expect that you will experience it and it will come across your way.
And when that time comes, its true love.Love for something that can make your every day living a more complete one.
Today, as a part of my blog, I've decided to have soccer as my featured article.

And I hope you'll enjoy this reading this article 

The field .

Well, the weather counts. It must not rain.

Watching them about to play thrills me....and of course, it's GIRL POWER ! ( I can remember Spice Girls here right now ) 

Go girls !

I think, I better do some re-touch by now.Just kidding!

I love this part right here .... 

The ball....the weapon of every player.This will dictate the every move of the game.Interesting, isn't it....
Im wondering, how much ? I want to buy...

Are you ready now ? ready..set ...go...

The angle is important.Balance must be there.. It's pretty amazing having myself as a VIP of this game...
And I've got a very good view over there...

No crush allowed in here ..

I'm fed up, says the girl....
I want to let go of you..says the ball..

That finished product though..
It's time to have some goals here..

primary mission : To win this game.

Empowering !!!!!!

Realization : I am starting to love this game..

Hesitation : I'm afraid, I can't do this....shame on me ! lol

"Appreciating Soccer, wont make me less than a woman.In this world filled with discrimination and prejudice,doing or shall we say loving sports, men's sports for example doesn't mean being a lesbian.It means that you are not numb,dumb enough to see the reality.That a woman can go beyond borders.Not just being a woman who wears skimpy skirts, but also a woman with competency, skills and talent.Having those abilities and the capacity to do such, at least prove that when it comes to sports, men and women are alike.It is because, we as women,we are powerful.We, women..we run the world.

-Shing,Feminist <3<3