There's just something about going and playing basketball at 9.30. I dunno, its just a kind of weird feeling.

Long story short, 2 indian guys came, and we played with them. We got owned.

Well, as usual, I was the weakest link.

I think it comes with standing at the sidelines for i dunno, 8 years? Since pri 1, i was never really good at ball games, so i always hung back and watched.

Got to change that. Got to run for the rebounds, run to block, open your eyes and predict stuff.

And with many team games, comes the lingering sense of dread that you let teammates down when you suck.

I'm not sitting and bitching about this crap though. There's one clear road to improving. Practice.

1st, im gonna work abit more on my dribbling. Crappy stuff.

At last there's one clear solution. Practice. A problem has finally emerged for the solution.

P.S. im not aiming to be some omgpwneveryone guy, just a sucky guy trying to become average.

Oh, and BenSee, I'l think about the standard chartered thing. And by the way, would you be interested in running the 21km half marathon? *stupid grin*