Training & the actual game

Right in front of a thousand cheering and adoring fans (well, it seems like that) our faces were slapped and butt kicked. Yes! Humiliated is the word that can rightly described what our team experienced yesterday. It seems our opponent is a different machine yesterday, they are well oiled and they are in full synch with each other. We just cannot decipher their strategy, they are playing real basketball. Fuck! all those trainings seems so distant, we cannot even get a decent point on the first half of the game and we're down by 20.
The deficit is really heart breaking, the order has dissipated from the group and panic took over and everybody is in deep awe of what had hit us. Everyone is shock to see our fall, we live to our name..we are expendables.
All seems to have shown disappointment and frustrations, we bow our heads, looking for a sign, looking a help on how we can even slashed the gap to a single digit.
But the good thing about losing, about being expelled, about being an underdog is we've learn how to pick ourselves from the dust easily. We cannot let this defeat ruin us, we built this team because we just want to play and show everybody that playing team sports isn't about winning but being a part of a group of people trying earnestly to work things out even it seems impossible. It is about working our differences together, being calm despite of the adversaries, thinking over and over again what is the best way that we can match the skills of the opposing team.

We all witness that regrouping and changing strategies work we just run out of time, that we're not able to sustain our run. But you know what? We scared the shit out of that team. We only prove that we have the potential to be a real group, we just need to work hard on it, pay attention to each players ability because for me basketball is like chess but with more adrenaline rush. If you know how to move your pieces together you can prepare for an effective attack and eventually a checkmate.