this is a story.
a story of a ball and 2 guys, a project.
this story began in early august, in the realms of raffles hall, where 2 guys, room mates, came across a group of people playing foosball in the comm hall.
a simple game u might think.
the 2 of them, lets call them
G n
J, went forwrd to have a friendly game and they were convincingly defeated by the 2 female players.
J couldn't believe how easily the game was thrown. He loved the game, and yet, he lost, at the hands of others.
G was equally distraught.
how it changed the 2 of them.
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1 month went by, an inconspicuous day at the Comm hall after Tea.
J saw the table and asked
G to try again.
with the defeat firmly etched in the back of his mind,
G finally picked up the courage to begin playing again.
it was difficult. but
G began to pick up the ropes, the twists, the turns, the fakes, the defence. a weaker left hand, he found his strength in defence. with
J in guidance, they trained and played, countless hours were lost on that foosball table with their friends. laughters filling the table, those were enjoyable times they had.
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another week went by and one fine day, they were invited to a friendly game with another pair.
J in offence,
G in defence, they won. it was a sweet victory.
they wanted more, they believed in a vision: To be a powerful team never seen by others before.
Project Gigital D was formed.
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The project involved daily 4.30pm tea sessions at the comm hall. days became weeks and a month passed.
Project Gigital D grew, the pair forming a strong partnership:
J being the powerful offense and trickeries, took offence;
G, mastering the ropes and learning with the help of
J, took the defence.
They went on a spree, they challenged teams. they were "the freshies" with no reputation in hall, with little known abt them except for their friends.
they leanrt more abt themselves, their opponents and sharpened their moves.
G found the corners to hit, the strength and calm of a defender. he was a amatuer, but he defended like a mad miser guarding his money.
J regained the trickery and the techniques left behind so long ago in his military days. every ball was filled with strength, with confidence and with certainty of scoring. he had a killer instinct.
together, they were a team.
they had a point to prove. they looked for challenges and they proved to be a step ahead of their opponents every tea session.
they are
Project Gigital D...
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...they targeted their rivals, they knew who to look out for, they eagerly trained and played in the anticipation of the day that they would face their most regarded rivals.
they played with difficult opponents, they lost once, against
N and
Y, but that lost galvanised them for an instant fightback. they responded to that only defeat of their pairing with spirit and fought back a victory, ever moving closer to their rivals.
then it came.
Their rivals came in after
J n
G's victory over another pair.
G n J relished the fight and fought hard, their efforts came to fruitation, a convincing win ensued.
undaunted, their rivals was game for another round. it was another tense round, abeit with laughters and all,
1-0
2-0
3-0
4-0
5-0
6-0
7-0
7-1
8-1
8-2
9-2
10-2
they did it,
J n G won with style. the game ended in smiles, handshakes with their opponents, it was an impressive victory.
and as
J n G walked away, a smile broke across both of their faces, there was little that need to be said at that moment.
there will be more fights coming, but it won't be as simple as it was already,
Project Gigital D is moving onto its 2nd phase, from unknowns, they're challengers. they relish avenging that embarrassing first loss...
Project Gigital D continues...
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