"It takes a minute to grow a crush on someone, it takes a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget these memories." And cue the rousing orchestral setpiece, painted with swirly violin chords and cello solos, as the lights dim and heads droop like dewy sunflowers, heavy with recollections. It has been an emotional week, filled with learning points and moments of inspiration. I witnessed how it is like to fight every minute and match the opponents desire for desire. I saw how people died for the (damn) ball and how what didn't kill made them stronger. I rode an emotional rollercoaster when the ball I dived for slipped out and left the opponents a chance, only to have the chance stapled shut when Sihui tussled with the attacker and cleared it away. I found something precious that I thought I had lost for good. I discovered what it felt like to win and to have thirteen others grinning foolishly at each other. And today, although the journey has been short, I understood the true meaning of family. Four more days, one last game. Let's go, let's go. :)