I am back from the futsal tournament. I am tired. Sweet Odin’s Raven! It is 4:30am. Well, that explains it.
I was tired earlier, admittedly. I only had about 2 hrs sleep last night. A little less I think. That was incredibly silly. I didn’t plan that, though. I mean, that would be even more silly!
I played okay. Good for the first few hours, but then I had, I don’t know, a brain fart? A sudden loss of sense. A sudden disappearance of anything resembling form. I realized either I really am rusty, or I’m just losing it. It felt more like the latter. Maybe it really is time to give it a rest.
The first 3 games went gangbusters. 8-0, 9-0, 4-0. Not a goal conceded in three games! I thought I might be back in business!
The 4th game was good enough. 0-0 at half time, then 1-1 at full time. I conceded with about 20 seconds left in the game. But, we got through to the semi final.
One more win and we were in the Final. The first half of game 5 was when something left me. It was 0-3 at half time. I should have saved probably all 3 of those goals. I usually would. I guess I just wasn’t meant to. I was feeling incredibly frustrated. I still am. It was so attainable.
I woke up at half time. Too late. We lost 1-3.
Of the 10 halves we played, I only conceded in 2 of them. Unfortunately, one of the halves I chose to bugger up, was the very wrong one.
So, we just missed out on the Final. But, it was good getting back into it. I had not played in a couple months due to back injury. I am a bit frustrated at my goofs though. No apparent reason. I wasn’t sore; my back actually held up surprisingly well. I do feel I let the guys down though. What a dunce.
In other Futsal news, our League Finals are on now. I played enough games with a team early in the season to qualify for finals, so I will play in a League Semi-Final on Monday. And, if we win that, the consequent Grand Final. Then I’m taking another break. I don’t know how long that one will be. Depends how long I remain disenchanted with it all.