Monday, March 9, 2015

Play sports, girls.

Its a funny thing, how most girls I know, seem to take this turn - this turn where you definitely decide that you will not and nor will you be attempting to play sports with the boys. They are a bunch of naturals, you are not. Even before they let you into the team, you knew there was something wrong with you, this was charity, just that you didn't believe it until your first failure, which as a beginner came sooner than later. But you didn't know that it was because you were a beginner, you thought its because of the thing they knew you weren't, there it is, open one eye at a time, aaaaah, you are a girl. That's the problem. You hung around still, for a brief moment your stats suggested that you were one step ahead of the worst player, but it was a brief moment. Oh well, lets never play again. No, never. Never with girls. Sports, for that you need to belong to that elite class called boys. They can dream. If you want you can make a team of lesser ones, play with them girls. No matter how well you played with girls, you already know you suck there.
I wish I had played sports, girls. With anyone who's willing. I wish I had more practice being assertive and tackling situations under stress. I wish I hadn't given up on an entire source of fun.

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