
"Wah it was a very difficult match, well," said Ahsan who looked exhausted.
"Yes, I don't think we're compact yet. Understand we just played together for the first time. For the next game against the 11th class let's improve again" said Aji.
"Truly, we take lessons from our match today as well as being evaluation material for the next" said Rudolf.
Rudolf was arguably the most striking student of our 10th grade. Yes, his face is still very bule-looking. It sounds like a stranger's name. Her hair was blond and quite long, her skin was as white as the skin color of a westerner. His eyeballs were green, and his height was probably around 170s just like mine. Although the physical is still very bule at all, but the way of speech is almost perfect as the Indonesian people in general. There was no sound of bule's accent as he was talking.
Finally, the next match will begin soon. Now Kevin (backman) and Adit (middleman) will play against the 11th class. Kevin will replace Rizky (backman), while Adit will replace me. For the second match I decided not to play and preferred to observe the course of the match. Perhaps by observing, there will be more knowledge I can take. I also felt playing in the match against the 12th class.
Finally the whistle sign started the match was ringing. The ball starts from the 10th class. This time Deni (middle player) looks to be in control of the ball. Not long after, he then passed the ball directly forward to Aji (forward player), but his send ball was unable to reach Aji because it was cut by one of the 11th class players.
The 11th class controlled the ball calmly. They are not in a hurry to pass Ki up front, but they have the ball in the middle while waiting for the gap to open. The 11th-grade midfield players look very calm. They play the ball very neatly and discipline.
***
Finally, the match between the 11th and 10th classes ended with a class 11 victory. The final score is 4-0. At the end of the game they shook each other.
After the game was over, brother Jo immediately gathered us all. While we rested, he explained the results of today's activities.
He said that we 10th-grade players are still too awkward and stiff on the pitch. We should have been more calm and relaxed in the middle of the game. We are also still in too much of a hurry to do the bait, Jo said. However, Jo still appreciates us for fighting to the end.
Then brother Jo also explained that the tournament in the city will be held soon. Maybe about 2 more months. To that end, we are all expected to prepare ourselves as best we can if we are to be called upon to strengthen our school. The number of players who will be called in the tournament is as many as 25 children. So, only about 30% will be called from a total of 76 children.
Then Jo also said that the tournament might be the last tournament for third graders, because after this odd semester is over, they will focus on the final exam. At the closing, Brother Jo thanked me very much for coming to self-training this afternoon. Jo highly appreciates that. That way the training on this day is over. We slowly started to leave the training ground.
"I go home first, yes" I said to Ahsan and Ruben.
"Well, you want to go home?" ask Ruben.
"Yes Ben" I replied.
I immediately rushed to the house. It is now about half 6 pm so it is quite dark. The lights are starting to sound.
Today, I so felt the difference in strength between the 10th grade and the upperclassmen. A really big difference. I was a little worried whether I would be chosen to represent our school. Of course if I don't immediately improve my abilities, my ambition to represent the school will only be wishful thinking.
To be honest, I still don't know what to do to improve my football skills. If you only rely on extracurriculars that are held once every one Week, it is still not enough.
I continued walking down the street to my house, albeit slowly. While constantly thinking of ways that I can improve my abilities. But it always ends in a deadlock. I can't think of any ideas.
***
Tonight I was sitting on the balcony next to my room. I sat under the moon that only looked half that. Around the moon, there was a star very close to it. However, the star looks just like a dot.
About if you were alive, and if I asked you about this, I wondered what answer you would give. When I was a kid, I always asked whatever I didn't know about my dad. Fathers sometimes answer them directly, sometimes by parable, sometimes they just smile. Although sometimes I don't really understand what you're saying, I always feel good talking to you.
While I was daydreaming, suddenly a strong wind came towards me. It was unusual for there to be such a strong wind. Not long after, the wind disappeared without a trace. It was like melting and merging with the darkness of the night.
Now, I'm back with my daydream. This time I thought again about Jo and Sofia. To this day, I still do not know their relationship. I was eager to ask Sofia, but I thought it was too impolite.
However, I think it's natural and reasonable that Sofia is really in love with Jo's sister. As far as I can see, Jo's brother is a person who always values others. He also looks very nurturing for us 10th graders to feel comfortable in following Soccer extracurriculars.
If I could, I would like to ask the night lord or the moon lord only about the relationship between the two. I know this is a little crazy, but somehow I for a while really hoped that the moon and night would answer my question.
I went back to my room to get ready for bed. Not to forget, I turned off the lights first before laying down my body.
"If the moon and night cannot answer directly, at least please tell me through a dream," I said before sleeping. Good evening.
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