I watched a soccer game last Sunday, the first soccer game that I watched ever, to support a friend who seemed to have a great liking for the game.  He plays soccer and seeing him in that field made me know him a bit more.  When he said that he loves the game, he really meant it.  Although I did not meet new friends for like before, I sat in one corner and kept to myself and did not understand the rules of the game, I enjoyed watching it.  It was a one day tournament so I got to watch a lot of matches.  The participants were teams from different industries but most of them were from the call centers here in Cebu.  But the winner was the Gustavians who were foriegners, most of which are from Europe who breath, eat and sleep soccer.  The team members from my company even said that it’s like they hit the wall every time they bump on these guys.  But they were the only ones who were able to score a goal against the giants out of the 20 teams who played against the Gustavians so their game wasn’t that bad after all.  It’s just sad though that our team was not able to reach the finals due a draw on one of their matches.

I am really thankful that my friend invited me to watch the game.  It was a nice experience seeing the players determination to win, the expressions on their face when they win or lost a match.  Hear their shouts of joy when the team scores.  And most of all their love on playing the game.  The experience really helped lift the dark clouds over my head a notch higher and helped bring back my inspiration to do the things I want to do once again.