Knights.Solar Plexus.Pain makes you happy

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It was raining, the cool wind and water had removed the chains of heat and exhaustion from us. It was another game of Rugby. This time we do not face adversaries who are fast and stickly, but powerful Giants: The Knights!

It was in this game we finally released our fears and played with vicious furiousity. God had blessed us in this game with the cold shower.

It was my first touch of the ball.

The void has been filled and my first moment of Glory had occured when the ball was in my hands. With burning charisma and confidence, I thrashed myself against the incoming Knights and with my battle roar, I pushed.Even with the numerous Knights that tried, they couldn't stop the force of warrior in Battle. I finally slipped out of their massive bodies only to be stopped by the other Knights who had been waiting.

I think there was around Five who tried to pull/push me down (*nose widening, laughing hard*).

I had not counted our tries, nor our scores. I knew we lost, but to the best players we ever faced.

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'A blow to the stomach (or upsetting the region where the Celiac/Solar Plexus)' causes the diaphragm to spasm and results in difficulty breathing. This is commonly called 'Getting the wind Knocked out of you' .

I had the luxury to experience this during our Rugby match with the Knights.

-After my second grab on the ball I got tackled by two guys arm to arm. This got my chest hurting.
-The scrums add to the pain since we were facing Giants. The left was difficult to push and the right carried me. So this got my body like this ('>'), like a cookie being broken half.
-The next scrum made it final. The scrum collapsed and the Giants fell on me.

This got me to a state of pain and panic. I was on the ground and my breathing was getting harder and more difficult. The other players got me out of the field made me lie down at the Knight's side. They poured icy cold water all over my body to cool me down.

"Breath slower"
"Don't close your eyes"
"Relax and lie down"
"You'll be fine"

The Knights were more respectable. It was an honor to fight with these Giants.

Actually I'm writing now while i try to endure the pain on my chest. I'm breathing fine but still difficult. But there is one good thing about it.

Wann, one of the players, asked where my battle wound was. He had a bruise in his knee and swell above his eye.
Sofian had a gash on his waist.
Aziz was bleeding today.

So this is my wound, a simple pain in the chest but signifies my first steps in Rugby, and being a talented player.

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This is a conversation between a kid and myself while I was relaxing down from the pain, translated to english:

Me: "Wanna take Rugby when you're older?"
Boy: "No, it looks painful and difficult."
Me: "That's what makes it fun, it's hard. When you grow up, difficulties like these make it worthwhile to play"
Boy: "You have a swelling on your leg"
Me: "In Rugby, pain makes you happy".