GIVING UP...NO WAY!!!

I want to share with you all about one part of the history about my life…don’t take it as something that I want to boast around…it’s for someone who have no talent in something like me and feel like giving up in something that you like but you just can’t do it…it’s about something that I didn’t like to do but I already love it…that’s tennis…

When I was small,I played badminton and I changed to tennis because my sister interested…so,I joined her…time after time,she did well and had good results in tennis but I didn’t do well…so,my dad sent us to one coaching service that’s called FTS(francis tennis service or some of us called fucking tennis service)…the coach is Francis Su,a so called ex-national player…at first,it was ok for us but soon I was looked down by him…he like my sister because she’s an excellent student…my sister in squad 4.5 and I was in squad 1.5(for intermediate player)…I got less attention during coaching and the only that I’m good thing was picking tennis balls because that was what I did when I was there…the bastard said that I’m not good and no talent at all because I have no power…quite sad but feel like giving up…I still try my best there and try to learn everything from there…then,I got few okay results like quarterfinal in states tournament and made it to squad 4…quite happy about it but still doing the same routine like picking up tennis balls and something new that’s always got scold by him… ‘this is wrong…that is wrong…you are not good,better don’t learn’…it’s really pissed me off…even his excellent students from squad 4 and 4.5 laughed at me and looked down on me…my sister always support me and watch every match that I played…at least got someone pity on me…hehe…then,a coach from FTS willing to coach me properly but it didn’t last long because he retired…so,still under that bastard…again,he still doing the same old routine on me…then one day,I couldn’t stand it and I shouted “hiong kan,tiam la mak cibai” at him..then,we argued until he called my parents(he couldn’t take the argument due to my fast talking)..i got scolded from my parents and I quitted his fucking tranning…that time,my sister already retired…

Actually,I didn’t know what to do…so,I try to learn by myself…I went to CRC(Chinese recreation club) to play with some of the players…at first,I played with veterans and some of them were ex-national player or ex-states player(last time,a lot of national players were from Penang…penang is still famous till I’m the last junior player in penang to be in top player in malaysia )..and you know what was the worst thing?that bastard told everyone that I played with old men to his students and the news spread fast in penang…as usual,when they saw me,they laughed at me…I didn’t care because veterans have the experience and gave me tips on strategies…soon,I got to played with the adults…thanks to Arthur chin,MING GOOD HOTEL manager(my so called sponsor and my mentor)continued to play with them till I was ready to play tournament…then,shit happened…I got terrible asthma and hurt my right shoulder(can’t recalled the problem)…so,I had to stop for a moment…after I recover from my injury,I started to play again…then,I played a state tournament…the results?I lost in the second round because I was having difficultly in breathing due to asthma …things got worst but I still never give up…played and played and played till I made it…find every solutions like if I have no power,I trained my legs to be quick in the court by skipping and do more on running drills…I even watched tennis matches from TV to learn to play like them…I wanted to prove them that I don’t need power,got brain can d…so,I made it to semis…when I’m a better player,they(FTS gang) said I would never beat their top player.then ibeat their top player,and they said,’yes,but he will never be no.1 in penang’.then I was top player in penang and they said ‘yes,but this is his limit,he can’t be no.1 in Malaysia’then I was no.1…it’s not that I needed that kind of motivation,it’s certainly a little bit of satisfaction out of proving those people wrong…there was once during the semis of the adults tournament playing with a Singaporean..it lasted for 4 hours plus…during the match,I got cramped for both legs in the second set…in the deciding set,I was down 2-5…my mom asked me to retired because I couldn’t chase the ball anymore but I still kept playing and ran for the ball even though it hurts a lot…finally,I won 7-5 but lost in the final..at least I’m happy…to be continued…