fighter

finally picked up myself from where i've lost it. i thought e night would be a dreadful one but never would i know that e night was meant for me to re-ignite, to fight back, to regain e confidence~

after scoring e hattrick, i noticed myself crunching my fists and should there be sufficient goal stoppage, i believed i would have run towards e supporters and hug every single one of them at e stand. too bad, surrounding me was net, nets and more nets.

i haven't been feeling what i've felt tonight for as long as i can remember. in fact, i really can't recall when's e last time i felt this way, so overstimulated that i only cared if i'm winning. my mind was only concentrating on hitting e ball into e net. ignore all beautiful futbol display, just get e ball into e bloody net!

i saw a different me tonight.

i saw a fighter tonight, and this fighter only fell when his body failed him on e battle field. that's something for me to ponder about - maybe it's time for me to re-think of how to bring out e fighter from me and apply e never-say-die attitude into e realise working society. like i always say - answer for our own performance. seriously think about it.