The Ball Behind the Love of the Court
160. Defeats

Every game, the coach is just our director and slesbihnya who will play and think in a game in order to enjoy and run well according to the instructions of the coach.

"Alright, now you guys get ready to go into the stadium and have a game. I just monitor and give instructions from the side of the field, the rest of you who will compete and make decisions"

"Each coach"

Shouts of spirit from the Indonesian Garuda pertiwi team. The spirit blazes like the soul of a red and white body that will hit the wind from various directions.

The sound boomed as if this match belonged to us and was conducted in our home. The shouting removes a bit of fear, and hopes the match will go well and safely.

"Subhanallah, what a beautiful view of this" I just entered, can't my heart haru when I see a crowded stadium surrounded by sporter Indonesia and Singapore.

A stretch of red and white flags scattered, it is beautiful my nation that values every nation's children to scent the country. They were all supportive with high spirit ranks.

This time we play against Singapore, the home team that has the best players in its team. But our team did not lose better than their team.

"Singing again Indonesia Raya" The show's readers order.

After singing again Singapore nationality. Now sing the Indonesian national anthem Raya.

"Indonesia my homeland........ " Tears are back. The camera looks at each one of the players to take pictures.

I'm not focused on that, because my eyes are focused on the red and white saka unfurled in front of us so proud it feels like my dream of becoming an Indonesian player has now been achieved.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim" We again forge their respective positions.

This match was another one with my previous match. Because this match is highlighted by several cameras on each corner.

I am proud to be an Indonesian citizen. I hope mom sees me struggling with the field soon. I hope you see my face on television.

*prittt* whistle sounded, the sign is we will fight in the green field.

Game by game we did to get a draw score of 1-1 for Indonesia and Singapore.

The Singapore team's game cannot be underestimated, as their game is quite good and insistent like ours. A strong enough defense can only hold a draw and not add to the score for us, as well as the Singapore national team.

From the first game we can give a lot of lessons to be used as a guide in the next game against Asian teams who have considerable strength. One of them is Thailan and Vietnam national team who are quite wary in every meeting.

The days went on, we continued the second game and managed to beat the Philippines with a thin score of 2-1. The victory is thin but can make us happy because it has bagged 6 points.

Every game always does a fairly high concentration because there are no weak opponents, all opponents have their own strengths. Therefore continue to commit to do the best for the name of the nation.

In the meeting room of the National Team

"The last game is against Thailand, here you have to work hard to get into the semi-finals"

"Each coach"

The coach is working hard again. Because if the result is a draw then there is still a possibility to qualify and advance to the semifinal final but if we lose then we will stop here.

We lost points with Singapore, then the next game we have to win. And tomorrow is a decider to fight the strongest team in Southeast Asia by the nickname of the white elephant.

"Are we going to make it? "

"Definitely, don't give up before the war"

"I'm not sure" Tara said weakly when he wanted to fight Thailand tomorrow.

"Your heart, my heart, plays for this country. So unite our hearts so that we can play well for the name of the garuda on the chest" Gumamku to Tara and other friends after meeting in the room.

"Why are you quiet? " My question came back when they seemed to feel like they were going to fail.

"See key, why I feel unwell after seeing the Thai game that slaughtered the Philippines yesterday"

"Don't bow down, even if we lose tomorrow, we must lose with honor. And if you win then be humble don't be arrogant"

"Spirit" Shouted me to wake the flagging Garuda.

"Right you said, we should stand to hold up the head of the garuda and fly to claw his opponent"

"Yes key, we have to be passionate"

"spirit"

"Eager" A loud shout invited the coach who was trying to smile between the entrances of this room.

He thumbs up on all of us to stay up. A lot of training, family, mental preparation, advice and much more that we also bring to stock.

Although there is still a lot of input given by some of our fans in Indonesia. Tomorrow is a fight of life and death to defend the name of the nation.

Let's fight desperately for victory. So that the exercises we walk get satisfactory results. As well as bringing millions of smiles when returning to Indonesia.

\*drettt\* phone ringing.

"Hello Assalamu'alaikum Key"

"Girishal"

"How are you tonight? "

I know he's worried about my situation because against the Philippines yesterday I got a hard notch. Fortunately, I was fine and only slightly ill. And only this time I can pick up this kid's phone.

"It's so cold tonight vid, it seems like my eyes are hard to fall asleep"

"I guessed it, must be thinking about tomorrow's match" I just chuckled at his words.

As if he knew everything without me telling him. Every time I have trouble sleeping when the game is going to be played, David already knows that these thoughts are tingling with what to do tomorrow in the middle of the field.

"Oh yes key are you okay after getting a hard tackel yesterday"

"Thank God I'm fine"

He seemed to know all about my easily provoked anger. Even David taught me to stay calm against Thailand tomorrow, because the magic will come with spirit and calmness in the game.

"Now you rest and do not stay up because tomorrow must have good stamina against Thailand"

"Ready boss"

"I love you"

"Huh, what? " David turned off his phone. I smiled at that word.

"It seems like my ears are fine, just shocked to hear David's words" I muttered with a chuckle.

The match of Indonesia vs Thailand

"Are you nervous? " Task Sasa who is sitting next to me. I just nodded and smiled.

"Right, I'm nervous too. I hope this time I get good results"

"I think so, hopefully we steal points to get into the next game" I explained.

*puk, puk, puk*

"We should be able to" said Sasa who strengthened each other while patting my back.

"Ready"

I pray again that I will be given fluency in this match. As usual I looked at the photos of the people I loved before the game.

It makes my spirit burning so that I can play calm and well on the field. I'm sure all the players feel the tension, but we need to know how to get rid of that tension.

"Let's get your kids ready to get into the field"

"Each coach"

Everything was ready and lined up to enter the magnificent field with the cheers of an increasingly crowded audience. Moreover, Indonesia and Singapore are so close so the people of Indonesia are very much supporting us here.

"Oh my God, this is a game that determines the victory for us. Victory and defeat will be side by side so give your best for us" I said before entering the field.

The song Indonesia Raya was sung loudly by the players and also the supporters of the Indonesian national team. My tears could not be contained and finally escaped as well.

Hope for hope is arranged in a regular manner. The magic of God continues to come by giving grace and beauty in my life Gratitude is the right way to repay all those favors.

*pritt* whistle sounded, I immediately played well to ensure the defense of the back line did not happen mistakes.

The game went on and we were both strong. Attacks and experiments continue but no one has produced a single goal.

"Key, up" Shouts are the orders I have to go through.

Follow the coach's cue and dare to dribble until entering the defense of the opponent's game. But it still failed to give the finishing touch.

"Ah, let's key the spirit" Shouting to yourself is a way to cheer up in every second.

Until the final whistle of the first half was sounded, the score was still 0-0 and there were no chances that produced goals both from the opposing team and from our team.

"Your game is in my tactics, it's just that the odds are not well settled" the current evaluation by the coach.

Again the difficulty is in the finishing touch. Kicks that are not accurate and cannot be controlled well after approaching the opponent's goal.

Several times there was an opportunity and several times also the opportunity was wasted. There is nothing wrong, only the calm is still not mastered. We need to be quick to show that we deserve to go to the next place.

"Now in the second half I hope you can do your best again. With the instruction and training I've given you"

"Each coach"

The break was over, it was time we got back up and played for the country in the second half with a new spirit to score.

*prittt* second-half whistle sounded.

I play as well as observe, the opposing team increasingly looks ambitious in attack. They don't want to play hard.

"Prittt"

"Golll"

In the 59th minute the opposing team scored a goal. We just got into the second half but conceded.

"Focus, focus" cried the captain to encourage us.

I kept my focus on keeping the defence at the back and occasionally gave a direct pass to the striker who was waiting.

*bluk*

"Good key" I muttered in my heart as the ball landed correctly.

But unfortunately still not able to pass the high defense of the Thai player. And several times the chances of failure so that it is very dear.

"Hey, hey" The opposing player approaches, it's life and death to hold them back from producing the goal that led to defeat.

I keep it tight, no matter how high I lose to the attacker.

*bruk*

"Aaaaa" Very dear, I lost a duel with him.

The push made me fall. My hand hit hard on the ground and seemed to be having something quite serious.

"Aaaaa, ouhhh" An unavoidable shout while holding hands.

The opposing player was dealt a yellow card and the medical team immediately helped me to see this injury. I feel quite an incredible pain. This time I had an internal injury.

"Silent, calm key" They saw something serious and it turned out that I had a broken bone.

"Coach" The medical team gave a sign that I should be replaced because I cannot continue playing.

"Coach, but.... "

"No Key, your hand is hurt pretty badly"

A debate between me and the coach. Egoku does not want to be replaced because this smangat is still burning to get us through. But until finally I was replaced and could not continue the game in the 74th minute.

"How are you doing? " Task the coach when I've pulled over to the bench.

I nodded with eyes staring at the pain. It's not that I'm selfish and don't give others a chance. But I want to give the best for my country.

"Rest son, you've played well enough" said the coach, holding me.

"Coach" Sadness is back. Crying in his arms is not the best way. Let it cry for a moment and then return in tranquility.

With my left hand aided by a broken brace, I sat on the bench to watch my team-mates play in the second half.

They can only pray to help their cause. It's a pity because I can only cheer without being able to help the defense at the back that looks very hard to prevent the opponent.

"Let's go a little bit more, hey. Ouch" All friends see a scene when the opportunity still can not be utilized properly.

And then the attack is again done by the opposing player. Our defence in the back area is getting more and more shaky and not playing quietly.

Until the opposing team again produced a goal in the last minutes. The score became 2-0 and lasted until the last minute of the game. The score of money is sad, but it must be appreciated because they have fought desperately for the name of the nation so as not to always be trampled.

*prittt*

"Lose" My mind cried out.

Lying if I'm not sad, this time I'm crying again for failure to get into the semifinals. We stopped at this point and had to go back home.

All bowed languidly brought the day, having failed to advance to the semifinals. Our trip today was enough to get here, because we lost points with the Singapore team.

"It's okay, your journey is still long" the coach tried to calm down. But in the end we all cried defeat.