Looking at the contented face of the opponent leaving the badminton court, John felt a wave of disappointment and his shoulders drooped in resignation. With that, he remembered his confidence and his cruel taunting of his opponent before the gameÃÂ John was a superb player in our badminton school team. He was tall and statuesque and his agility was well-known. He was a strong player, both mentally and physically. Moreover, making swift, precise decisions had always been his forte.
When John saw his opponent at the Jurong West Sport Hall, he smiled enigmatically to himself as the opponent was not as good as him. ÃÂI can even beat him with my eyes closed! HeÃÂs so lousy! Ha!ÃÂ He thought when he shook hands with the opponent before playing the match.
With confidence engulfing him, he complacently gave his opponent ÃÂhalf courtÃÂ serves. Without hesitation, the St. HildaÃÂs player returned with jump smashes.
ÃÂ18-1ÃÂ announced the umpire.
ÃÂ19-1ÃÂÃÂAh! Never mind, I can get 21 points easily.ÃÂ John smirked.
To his horror, he made lots of mistake and his opponent took the ÃÂinitiativeÃÂ to finish him off with a steep drop-shot. When the ball touched the floor, JohnÃÂs shoulders drooped in despair. He could not believe his eyes! He had just lost to a so-called ÃÂamateurÃÂ!He staggered unsteadily out of the court, sobbing with intense sorrow. He was too dazed to think clearly and did not even care to shake his opponentÃÂs hand.
My team-mates and I were shocked at JohnÃÂs loss and at the same time, disappointed in him. Our coach reprimanded John for his complacency and carelessness. Then, he sent John home to let him reflect on his ÃÂon-courtÃÂ behaviour.
After this painful experience, John strived for the better and even when he was playing with the ÃÂmuch poorerÃÂ ones,