Jan 06 2008
A 6:3 win over an 5.5
Tony the ace said I can brag about this win yesterday. So, here I’m. He also suggested that I don’t have to mention how did I win, with my arms or legs. But since I’m fair, and also my site is being read world wide and I feel it’s my responsibility not to let the fans hanging high .. ya right :)). .. he played with his left hand. I had to serve throughout the game. Well, the reason for writing about it is my mental game isn’t always there, so a win is a win. Beside, my right arm hurt so much (the serve accelerated it) that I almost cried at the end. Do people say suck it up? That’s it. No one cares if you’re hurting or ill. They only toast the winner. I was glad that I didn’t find excuse to lose the game. Same goes in life. Too many excuses, you’ll accomplish nothing. Many times, I’ll find excuses to give the game away: my opponent is a better player, so I am expected to lose; or if my opponent is a weaker player, I’ll think twice to hit a winner .. .. When I was serving at 4:3 against Tony, my right arm hurt like hell. I suppose I could have fold it right there. Glad I didn’t, went on to win fair (oh well .. he offered it..) and square.