Dribble dribble...

Monday was a holiday, but futsal was to continue as usual.

The futsal court was a good 20 minutes drive away for me. Halfway, I got an SMS saying futsal was off due to lack of players. I made a u-turn and grumbled. Suddenly I remembered I had to remind my other friends that the game was off. I sent an SMS and almost immediately got a reply.

Jamie said he was able to get another 5 players. Ok, I tought, so I SMS the rest to say the game should continue as usual.

At this time I was parked in the emergency lane doing speed SMS, which I am not used to. Then, I had to make another u-turn to point myself to the right direction. When I arrived, we had just enough players - 10 of us. So we decided on an hour game as oppose to the usual 2.

I gotta say, those new guys are good and organised. Learnt a thing or two from them and I really had to work hard for the ball. And because they were organised and 'professional', it was a much more fun of a game then the one I am used to - you know the type where wherever the ball is, the rest of the players are to?

And also because of that, I manage thru the whole game without spraining my ankle or stubbing my toe. What a joy! I even manage a few headers, but again not scoring with it.

Overall I was very happy with the game and I went home contented.

Feeling all revived, I popped in 'Sex in the City - The Movie' into the DVD player. Reheated the Ayam Percik (bought earlier at the Buka Puasa stalls). And as I was about the park my ass on the floor, it happened.

My ankle was twisted in a weird manner and I suffered a sprain.

Dammit.