Quite unfortunately, it has to be because it is an inevitable end. I think the extra time has been efficiently played by both teams and in a couple of seconds, the referee will sound the whistle as a notification for a game that has reach it's dead end.

Thus, so far, they've been exciting moments that glows in the height of spectacular; wondrous moments that time would not permit to be forgotten; they were times of passion that nature never stop smiling whenever it looks back at it; indeed, they were times that tickles the moment of one's excitement whenever one chooses to have a retrospect of it.
Contrary, they were also times that the grounds becomes so hard to till; they were times when the road become so twisted that one had to put on the cap of scepticism of one's path; indeed, they were times a blue ink chooses to paint the book with red colour. Unavoidably, these were moments that formed the game.

One detestable thing about this game is that, there's always a particular team that has to go, whether it win or lost.
One would find this rather unstaying, but sometimes nature prevail over logical sense.
Goals has been scored, goals has been conceded and goals has been equalized; optimistic in my expectations, I sincerely hope that the next match will be much more promising.

2015 is gone, and its successor 2016 is here. The game with 2015 was great, and trust me, the game with 2016 will hit the zenith of greatness because I don't wish to have a better predecessor. HAPPY NEW YEAR TEAMMATES.


Copyright© Vinn

Nice piece, but it's far from being a poem!



you just simply play with words and create some little rhymes.
It's a nice piece anyways