After getting knocked out from the male singles foosball(table soccer) competition, i vowed to make amends for the doubles competition. I did myself justice when my team consisting of a girl, the Bazaar Interest Group(BIG) president, Chilin and me won all the scheduled games and topped our group. Powerhouses made up the group of Death my team was in. Foosball IG coach and secretary with partners respectively. Competition rules: no two foosball members can be in the same team; a team with a female member would have a two goal advantage. So i picked a female partner. She plays attack while i defend. She's not bad tho, quite a find, only setback is that majority of the goals come from the back. Well, as the saying goes, defence is the best form of attack.
Today was my group's matches and i got to face my toughest obstacles. The coach is a master in defence but his partner is a sucker in foosball. Sooo, we beat them to pulp. But the second game was a real worry. I was facing my nemesis. Foosball secretary, Ashraf and BIG vice-president, Ginny. They were my best mates and rivals competing for top place. I guess we battled for more or less and hour before we emerged victors, but not without a stroke of luck. We won the first set 10-7 with me sweating my guts out. If we won the next set, which we did 10-9, we won the game. At 9-9 and Ashraf's team serving, I desperately wanted to call for time out but i had no authority to do so. Then lady luck smiled upon us. Chilin scored a complete fluke. With a tongue-stuck-out expression and a sigh of relieve, I left the scene with embarrassment. I wanted to win but didn't expect us to win in such a way. But since its a tournament, we'll take it. :)
Smiles and trash talk resumed after the game indicating no love lost after the game. My team proceeded to the quarter finals with Ashraf's team only that we get to face off an easier opponent(not that they're lousy, just not as difficult).