For the longest time I've always known myself to be excellent at sports. I honestly don't remember learning how to play football or table tennis; I just knew how to and was superb at it.
So if someone had told me that a day would come where I would find myself struggling with any of these sports, regardless of how long I'd played them, I probably wouldn't have believed them.
I mean, one time I was so good at football that I had people giving me money as a gift due to how talented I was at that match. Well, imagine how happy I was when I got to camp and eventually saw a proper table tennis set up.
There were four major sports in camp: football (which some of you may know as soccer), table tennis, volleyball, and badminton. Football and table tennis I knew I had covered, and I wasn't really interested in the other two. Well, imagine how embarrassing it was when I eventually stepped up to the table tennis court for a quick game, only to find my hands not doing what they would usually do in a game like that.
I was so shocked at how shitty I was at that game, but as if that wasn't enough, the guy I was playing with had angrily given his bat to the next player, saying that he didn't want to continue playing with a novice. I wouldn't blame him because at the time, I really was playing like a lady who just got introduced to the sport some few minutes ago.
So I had smiled and also handed over my bag to someone else while, in my mind, all I could wish for was for this dude to have a glimpse of how good I used to be back in the day.
The whole thing made me realize that in sports, the moment you leave the game, it will leave you. This is why training yourself, either consistently or once in a while, is very vital in the world of sports.
