Haha, I didn't even blog the whole of April X:
I don't even know what compelled me to blog today either. But, here goes
Yesterday was an upsetting day. The whole day just didn't fall into place properly and the rugby team's loss was seriously disheartening. What felt worse was being unable to do anything during the match and moreso after the match, watching the tearful faces of my peers as they returned to the bench. Watching grown, big men cry like that could truly make even the most cold being break inside. As the final whistle blew, it was not just them who lost, it was us too, by the sidelines. What was last week, a tiresome longing for the final whistle to announce our victory over archrivals ACJC, has become a cruel wait for the sound of dreams crashing down into the earth. Every call the referee made was biased and unjust but when not on the field, who is to judge? Though, it was pretty obvious that the referee was unjust then. Funny though, that the parents of some of the players by the side were so enthusiastic about the game. It is quite funny when you see two grown up, rather past-prime ladies discussing rugby and calling the bad calls the referee made. Eitherways, it was a sad... sad day.
