Finally a game on artificial grass and some bad momentum
Back home their goes some strange pseudo debate among the fans of my favourite team, Helsingborgs IF, of why real grass is better to play soccer on than artificial grass. According to these people soccer should without exception be play on real grass as that's how it's always been done. What the people in this debate completly misses out on is this.
Initially football/soccer was
- played with a heavy leather ball
- The shoes were in heavy leather as well
- The team jerseys were cotton shirts.
Today soccer is
- Played with a light synthetic ball
- By shoes made of synthetic materials
- And the clothing is also made of synthetic materials
Obviously syntethic materials are better than the real deal in all these cases and it's my opinion that this also applies to the pitch where an even pitch of fake grass is superior to a bumpy pitch of real grass.
The reason for bringing this up?
Well todays game was on artificial grass and I almost made an excellent effort. I was playing sweeper and I did it well, apparently because I am used to the artificial grass since I spent most of my life in an arctic hellhole ( I am not seeking sympathy, an arctic hellhole is way better than a third world hellhole, the worst on the scale would obviously be a third world arctic hellhole)
I did an awesome effort defensively but when a great chance to score came up, I missed by a mile and we lost the game.
The same can be said for my love life.
I reckoned I did a great effort this Monday as well, but apparently not as my efforts today turned out with the response "I don't know about my availability next week, but I'll get back to you later" I know out of experience that an answer like this is not a good thing at all. :(
On another topic I just got a text from a woman where she more or less told me that I could go fuck myself.
However since "I am very busy but I'll get back you" has more or less the exact same implication as a light "go fuck yourself" the first debacle feels as a worse debacle. Of course if the second one is actually a heavy "go fuck yourself" that could be a lot worse but since I frankly can't see why she got offended at all, it can only be a light one and I am sure I'll not be targetted by a vendetta.
With a momentum pointing straight down there is nothing else to do, than sit and feel sorry for myself. Luckily I will work the next four days, which is the more productive form of self-loathing.
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// The Master
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