Let's go Sikad, let's go!

I've been here in Manila since September of 2005. I've been playing football/soccer since that time. And since then, I realized that I've never been on a team that won a tournament, or even just a single friggin match. After several restless nights of thinking and analysis, I finally came to the most logical reason why the team I played on never won a match yet. It's due to the balat on my pwet.

If you read my last post, in able to ensure that my team gets to win at least a match, I'll have to have this balat dermatologically removed and chopped into teensy-weensy pieces. But due to the programmer's hectic schedule of eating, sleeping, tv-watching, bath-taking, eating again, the supposedly scheduled operation wasn't even scheduled.

And last sunday, a tournament was on. I'm playing for Sikad FC this time. Football tournament + Ronald + balat on pwet = ???.

Surprisingly, we won the first match versus some team whose name I forgot at the score of 3-0. You could say I was mildly surprised. I didn't score any goal, but almost did with a diving header. Click the link for the diving header should bring you to page showing a football player performing the said move (this is for football illiterate readers). Notice the player's face. To be able to correctly perform the diving header move, one's expression should be exacltly the same as the one found on the image. The expression of bewilderment, confusion, surprise and the need to defacate should be on one's face. With the face in place, one must dive to the approaching soccer ball's trajectory and let it bounce off the forehead and into the goal without the face changing expression the entire time. The reason the ball didn't go in with my diving header is due to my expression lacking the emotion of surprise.

After winning the match, doubts filled my mind. Could my perfectly logical reason for losing prior matches (balat on pwet), wrong? I was tempted to make a quick restroom break to check on the status of the balat in question, but due to the volume of people utilizing the room of rest, I decided to check on it later after the tournament.

Our 2nd match against Sta. Rosa FC was a draw 1-1. Nathan scored the first goal but due to our poor defending in the dying minutes, the opponents managed to steal one goal to draw.

We won the 3rd match against the Villamor Team 2-0. This time I had a between-the-legs kick-flip for a goal from an excellent pass from Rod. No pictures for this one. This must be executed in person for one to understand.

We, again, won our 4th match against Naija FC 1-0 courtesy of Roan. Playing Niaja was a tricky one. The Niaja team was mostly composed of colored people which I presume has their roots in Africa. Most of the players of Naija were taller and physically bulkier we are. They were more odorous too.

And with that we finished first place in our bracket. We unfortunately lost to Sta. Rosa in our Semis matchup. Despite that, Sikad FC definitely played a hell of game that day. Top team in bracket A? Wow. Take that you balat.

The Sikad's ladies team played even better finishing as the tournament's 1st runner up in the ladies division. It was the first time I saw Sikad's ladies played and I was totally in awe of how they handled, passed and moved the ball. Wow. The ladies lost the last match against a team of seasoned, ex-varsity, national players. First runner up is definitely not bad for a team of recreational female football players.

Oh, and when I got home and checked on my balat, it wasn't there anymore ! The I realized, "Oh my gosh, it was just libag!" (spoken in the coño-est tone possible).