Monday, February 18, 2008
My knee had posed many problems for me nowadays. Walking is already a slight challenge, not to mention that my classroom is on the sixth floor and i had to climb the stairs every morning. To avoid from causing my knee to hurt was near impossible. The pain is unpredictable. I would receive occasional pain even though i did not apply any pressure of any sort on my knee, such as sitting 'attentively' during lessons. I am starting to think that i would have to get used to the daily suffering, should i not pay a visit to a physiotherapist. Even though the pain was unbearable most of the times, I would never fail to join in the fun of a soccer game.
Yesterday, in the early afternoon, I asked Mustakim whether there was soccer later in the evening. He told me there was, then questioned me about my knee and whether i was fit to play. I told him it would be fine for i won't push myself too hard. He merely said 'ok' den emphasized that i be extra-careful. I then sat on my bed and started to mug for my upcoming CA whilst waiting for time to pass. I planned to study for around four hours, after which i will leave for the field. But, I studied for only three hours and slept for an hour and a half. I awoke to find myself unprepared and late. I zipped frantically around my room, looking for my boots and socks. I then did my prayer then dashed of to the field which was fifteen minutes away if i were to stroll there. In the speed i was going, i managed to reach the field in five minutes time(My best timing so far). My knee was throbbing, but the adrenaline i get whenever i was going to play a game of soccer, blocked the pain sufficiently enough to make me ignore the pain.
Fortunately for me, the game had not started, and was not about to start for another ten minutes. We warmed up by kicking the ball around. Through this exercise that i found out that i will experience unbearable pain whenever i kick with my left leg. I could not withstand the pain and fell on my knees. I felt the pain on my right knee when kicking with my left for the weight shifted onto my right leg when my left legs goes into the follow-through. It makes my left leg as good as 'dead' leg, much to my frustration. But i eventually accepted the fact that i am only able to kick with my right leg during that particular game.
The 1st few minutes was painless and comfortable. Only until the 7th minute. My cousin, who was my opposition, dribbled the ball at the by-line. I sprinted towards him, confident that my knee would not cause any problems. I managed to reach him before he could cross the ball. Fortunately, just as he was about to kick the ball, i stretched to my fullest extent and toe-poked the ball out. Unfortunately, before I could withdraw my leg, my cousin did not react fast enough to stop his leg, that was already traveling towards the position of the ball before i kicked it away, thus, he swept me off my feet. My attempt to stabilize myself failed horribly and i fell to the ground, injured knee first.
The pain was excruciating, but i managed to keep a straight face, but only barely. Though my face was straight, my actions betrayed it. I was clutching my knee so tightly, that my knuckles were white and i was rolling from side to side, trying to keep from screaming. When they asked me whether i was alright, i meekly said that i was fine and tell them to continue with their game. I stayed on the ground only for a few minutes, for i was eager to get on playing. I played through the pain barrier for my passion for soccer was fastidious and i just could not get enough of playing soccer. I ignored the pain throughout the rest of the game, but when all had ended, my attention was instantly diverted to my knee.Thankfully, the pain had subsided. I quickly changed into my spare set of clothes and set off home.
At home there was nothing interesting. Other than the fact that my aunts visited me at 10 at night to present to me a mp3. It was a Samsung 1 gigabyte mp3 worth $99. I was totally taken aback by the present for they had suddenly appeared late at night and suddenly presented to me the mp3. Now, i have currently 50+ songs in my newly acquired mp3.
This morning, I had history CA. The test was ok and not too hard. It was not too easy either. I feel confident enough that i will pass.
I have to stop here for my mom is pestering for me to stop. I'll continue on another day when the opportunity arises.
signing off;
Izzat...
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