At the soccer court

I played like the world.

I scored like the world.

I dribbled like the world.

I tackled like the world.

I acted like the world.

I became like the world.

I became the top scorer in the competition league for the first time in three years. The more goals I scored, the more vulgarities came out from my tongue.

What I lacked wasn't the control of the ball, it wasn't the dribbling skills, neither was it the goals. What I did not have was the control of my tongue. I blasted so many crude comments on my teammates and the game when things weren't going my way. I got so fed up that I even hurt a friend even though he wasn't good in football, but he wanted to play so that there was bonding in relationships.

The power of winning has taken control over my whole self, and I was going bonkers in the court trying to get the ball by stealing the legs of the opponents. I was self-centered and arrogant, and it was totally unacceptable.

Why reflect now? Why regret now? This is really human's nature. Shit.