yesterday was a day of two extremes yet had similarities. 

two hockey matches;

back to back;

under a headache-inducing hot sun and a thunderstorm;

played for two completely different teams[NJ/Cresent Hockey];

wearing different jersey colours and socks[red&white/yellow&black];

under different conditions with one being a friendly and another a tournament[friendly with SA/Premier match with SCC];

at two different pitches[Northland/Delta];

in one which i had no substitution and almost died running, and the other i was a sub and played for 5-pretty-calm minutes;

one for three-20minute-thirds, the other second half which was postphoned[last 23mins];

but both ending in a tie: 1-1.

regardless, i  feel extremely guilty and well, fate had something to tell me about my hockey playing. both times in friendlies, each time i played last man, our team conceded a goal. which is definitely a sign for me to just stick to playing centre mid no matter how tired i am and can't run, or no matter how bored vinnie is at the back, i really CANNOT play last man anymore. please, teammates if you're reading this, if i ever do play last man, tell me to MOVE BACK and vinnie to stay back. sighs.

i pray [even though a freethinker] to any god to please let the nj hockey guys have some good results for their matches starting tomorrow, ALL THE BEST!