Sunday, 5 April 2009

Either you miss or I catch the bullet

I fucked up bad guys, I guess I wasn't ready to play, was a bad idea to give it a shot. Sorry about the missed tackles, it was so many, I could barely remember. However, I still don't get how I dropped that ball. It was bouncing to a near halt, all I had to do was to take it from the ground, I guess I took the last bounce too lightly. Shit, damn unfit, need to start running, or I'm fucked for NS.
The game was bad, I was bad, I can't be optimistic, cause I already fucked up.

I missed, the smallest margin.
What else can't I miss now?

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