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I came to the court feeling light-hearted and though with the desire to win, I was really happy and seemingly there wasn't any sign of nervousness. People like Jastine and Cecilia were also dumbfounded because I was so happy hehe. So thank you for your encouragement and support <3
In my mind was victory... and you and the words you said. In my mind I kept telling myself to be calm and composed, that I shouldn't even be thinking about victory, that victory should be a bonus and not a goal. But well I broke it, the refrainment of this chain of thoughts. That desire kept overpowering but I wanted it so much because we've gotten so far and I thought, why not try for the finals?
I even told myself I would play like Pau Gasol, that I would be a different fighter on court because honestly, it was the first time I wanted to win so badly. Not that I didn't have the heart to play or win in the previous games, but I knew my performance was mediocre previously so it kinda gave me the motivation and determination to work harder this time. For myself, for the club, for the team, for the coaches and for the people who are supporting me and the team. But...
52:43 lost, in our hands. 9 points.
We started off well, with a 6-0 run and I was really surprised we could contain Home United for a while. I kept my eyes fixated on the score every now and then, keeping in mind how much effort I had to put in and how long I had to hang in there. Home United's 19-point lead in the 3rd quarter made me feel demoralized and I did entertain the thought of giving up but I just couldn't let it go. Who gives up without even giving a fight?
But as soon as the buzzer beater sounded... Written on my face was nothing but disappointment, and for a moment even I myself didn't know if those were beads of excessive perspiration or tears. Even though I was disappointed and upset, but it was a defeat that I came to terms with soon after. Maybe because I really enjoyed the process of it. I haven't enjoyed playing a match this much and it's safe enough to say that there are probably less than 5 games in my entire basketball career which gave me the same feeling as this. I felt I really tried my best last night, so no regrets really.
During the handshake, I saw Ms. Tan and memories of U16 times came to mind. I really miss Ms. Tan's coaching even though she would always chid me for walking on court. "Zoe, you think you're strolling in the park is it? Walk walk walk, walk somemore!" HAHAHAHAHA. Walking down the row of Home United players and looking at every player while shaking their hands made me accept the close defeat even more. I told myself, "This is the team you lost to. Look at how professional they are. And look at you. You're not exactly there yet, in fact there's a really long way to go. So no, don't think about it anymore and be contented. A 9-point loss is really good enough."
Really, respect to Ms. Tan and her team. The better team won so *thumbs up* :) I can't wait to watch them in the finals! So yup, now I'm just settling my heart and mind for the 3rd placing game on Sunday!