Once in the past, i was so into sports. Well, i am still am but in those days, i didn't only watched it, i actively played it. I was 'a boy' for it, i was 'on fire' for it.
I was a fan and a player.
I went all the way from playing football to basketball and all the way to playing football and basketball. I played them simultaneously and i was on fire. I had a certain mentality to both games and playing sports overall, i won many times than i lost. I was on fire. I play other sports too. Table tennis, lawn tennis, cycling etc but football especially was almost a daily affair. I mean you speak of 'football', we could play a stone, plastic, cans, in the rain, on tarred roads, in traffic, with two open gutters on each side and bare foot and many a time, i have open my toes to a floor-kick or lost an entire toe nail to a 'tarred road'.
Gosh, if you only knew of life in the real world. It is a notch-unknown.
I didn't know i could play basketball until much later but for sports, any type, it is the 'mentality' that is utmost and when basketball came alone, i was basically, on 'fire'. A skinny 6 ft 5 when i started but i was sharp and i moved. My reflexes especially in defense was un-understood by many. I played mostly in the Philippines and yes, my defensive abilities where un-understood here. Hahaha, just when they think they and free and right there 'a free basket', there is a human umbrella.
I would dunk on you and not see you. Yes, i was skinny but you couldn't bump me and displace me in a post-up and then you realized the football impacted my basketball, for i was sharp and my legs firm, deeply-rooted. Yes, i could take the extra step before i fling myself at you to block your view and your shot.
My decision-making and mind-games was intact too and i would self-sacrifice and be my team's brother because that is how my mentality works. You can't beat me, you can't beat me.
Hahaha yes i played these games but a giant portion of our happiness in those days came from watching the games. First love ofcourse, is football and we would watch games (especially FCBARCELONA) and the old Brasil, against all odds.
Due to time-zone issues, most EPL games and especially La-liga games where late at night and in those times, my locations had curfews and altogether, was very dangerous to move on at night. Hahaha, your parents had a curfew too and ofcourse we had very strict parents (especially in relation to things like sports because they wanted you to read 247) and a fence; but we would jump over the fence, enter the dangerous night and go see those games.
Well, there were 'boys' too and these 'boys' carried fire, a similar fire but their own fire and there was rivarly too among us, 'fans of different clubs'.
We would go in groups to the viewing centers against all curfew, all odds, all danger, all rivalry and for these games where among the only things that constituted adventures. There was no 'going to the beach', or visiting a mall or nothing.
When won we would hug, boy against boy and we would break a rib. The fire was too hot, the hug too tight. We would hit each other in heavy pats like men do. We were boy on fire; 'men'.
And when we lost, we were depressed and the resulting depression proceeds for days because again, there is rivalry and there is the streets and where your team lost, you've lost and the streets won't let you rest, if you lost.
Altogether, there were many wins and i am here....
Your boy Terry
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