so, is that the end?

I’ve waited so long for this day.
Practiced endlessly.
Followed every exercise Milo gave me.
Skipped countless classes to be here.

So why?
Why did it all fall apart?

I see the disappointment in Millo's face.
I see the disappointment in my own face,
Kicking me in the stomach as I should have kicked the ball.
The chance I had to prove myself.
What's there to prove now?
I tried hard.
And still, I failed.

Did my rivals curse me in secret?
Sacrifice bulls to the gods of misfortune?
They knew my struggles,
Each and every one of them,
And how difficult it is to keep this dream moving in the right direction.

I cannot let them succeed.
They can’t.
I love this game with all I am.
I’m Rick Astley for the sport—
I’ll never give it up.

I made a promise.
I made myself a promise.
And I have goals to achieve.
Goals bigger than these problems.
I need to stay focused.
Keep making mistakes,
Keep learning from them.
Pushing through as Tyler sang,
His melodious voice ringing in my heart.

I'm here now.
On another field.
Fields from the same family.
The same defensive personality,
Screaming at my bad game,
Telling me to give up.

It has no idea,
That I'd never be here if I gave up in the past.
It couldn't convince me before,
Nor will it do so now.

Obstacles were meant to be conquered,
I'd fight for my dream like Hercules.
Suiiiii!

I'm not a football fan 😅 The picture reminded me of the goat himself.