i was shocked at how we could actually knowingly, intentionally, purposely cause hurt to the ones that we love. when one of my best friends viciously caught me with his studs digging into my shin after i won the ball cleanly off him, causing me to scream in agony while i clutch my shin in distress.
it was clear to everyone present that i won the ball cleanly and fairly and it too was clear that i was in much pain, and that my friend's challenge was a poor poor one. nonetheless, it was clear as day to the both of us that this was no accident. it was not possible, in a shooting stance (those who plays football will know that the toes will be pointing downwards) for him to stamp on me. in the split second that i won the ball off him, he adjusted his foot, and perhaps out of spite, dug his studs into my leg. this was clear, between the two of us, that it was intentional.
and while i was lying on the ground, with the rest of my friends crowding over me, he walked away, with not a word of apology, and i have not spoken to him since.
here is a guy, whom i consider a good friend, despite our all too conspicuous differences and as a result, our numerous clashes because we are both headstrong, deliberately causing me much hurt, and i now have a gash on my left shin to show for it. had his foot contacted any lower - my ankle - i shudder to even think what might have happened. i could very well be on clutches now, such was the malice and the viciousness of that attack.
not a word of apology, walking away from me, a heap of mess on the ground while i was screaming in agony, and leaving me to get back up on my feet with a hand-up from another friend while he turned his back to me. like i said, i am shocked.