[002] The Game of Life
February 24th, 2008 [002]

On my third year playing soccer, I came across an obvious but subtle truth; that I really love this “simply complicated” sport. Since the season began two weeks ago, I found myself increasingly consumed in the sport, and it wasn’t long until it occurred to me that “life is like a game of soccer.” Now, I figure that many famous, un-famous, and/or infamous people alike have said something like this in the past, but I am not aware of any of them by name. So I think I want to go ahead and say what I think; that the details and characteristics of soccer closely resemble that of life itself.
The goal of soccer is, quite literally, to “make a goal.” The many or few balls that successfully advance through the defensive ford of the opponent, and manages through the ultimate crisis (which we call the goal keeper), is then called a goal. These goals together create a victory. I need not mention that life, also, requires a streak of succeeded goals, and self imposed victories.
During the game, a player is usually given many moments when he or she is the “owner of the ball.” He or she has the ball alone, and it is up to them to make that moment as fruitful as possibly can. I understand that this moment can be both a source of satisfaction and/or shame. Say that one managed to dribble through an opponent and make a goal. Say that another failed to secure the ball from an opponent, leading to a loss of point. Would one not feel pride while the other shame? Let’s now assume that the former had prepared hard for a moment like this during practices, etc. Practice makes perfect, and the seatbelt-ed person survives the car crash. At an important moment– one of life’s minor opportunities, the former has an advantage.
But now look at this from a 180 degrees angle. As a forward, I experience a few major opportunities. These opportunities, if conducted well, will lead to a goal. I would say that luck is also a skill necessary in soccer and life. Those who can grasp the chances given to them and make the most out of them– whether it is due to skill or luck– they are the “good players” that the team wants.
Now that I’ve mentioned it, the “team” is another important aspect. It’s rather simple: one cannot play soccer alone. There are eleven positions to be filled with those of different skill ranges, strengths and weaknesses. The victory of your team is the victory of yourself. In society, we find ourselves included and involved in many groups. It is rare that one wins alone. The swimmer wins a gold metal, but so does his country. A student is proud for being accepted to Harvard, but her school is proud too. This, I think is something that connects the world and society, and allows progress. Like in economics we say that the people’s self interest creates a balance. People’s self interest put together as a team creates a victory. This, for most cases is accepted and valued.
However, I must address an exception. Sometimes, one will cross the line between mutual self-interest and a covetous one. Nobody wants a player with self-interest to the extent to competing with fellow teammates. If a fellow forward of mine, for example, will not pass to anyone so she can be credited for more goals on her own, she will soon be disliked. So there needs to be a balance, you see.
I have mentioned some time ago that soccer requires preparation and practice, and that it requires luck and chance-use. These are what I call “hopeful” factors, or things about oneself that can be changed to improved by time and effort. However, in soccer, an inborn athletic talent is also important. The basic reflexes. Among the group of people who will try out for soccer for their first time, those with better reaction time, etc (things that cannot be improved by practice), are surely to succeed. The world is NOT equal. It’s time we stop saying that it is. Or else everyone would become the same-skilled players after the same amount of practice, and/or they will all reach Stanford after studying hard.
But, I like the world better this way. As I had said, soccer requires players of different skill ranges, strengths and weaknesses. It’s more unpredictable and surprising that way, I would think.
on February 25th, 2008 at 1:38 pm
all I can actually say is wow.. because of the fact that you are very passionate about soccer. You must love soccer really much! Well I hope you the best of luck when doing soccer during the soccer season. I’m sure I’ll try my best to do my best in swimming~ good luck!
on February 27th, 2008 at 11:31 pm
Forgive me for laughing out loud at the 6th paragraph, although I’m absolutely positively sure you didn’t mean for it to sound like it was specifically directed at someone. : D
I love your analogy, but you missed a pivotal point: the “manager” who gives you your beloved uniform, lugs around your stuff, (oh, that reminds me - I still have your earrings! I’ll give them to you tomorrow) and presents you with water bottles at your time of need is crucial for survival and is probably the single most important kind of person to exist in the world today.
Okay, okay, I’m just kidding - I did stretch it a bit. Anyway, business now: today’s game was wonderful though we lost because we totally went easy on them. Let the Phoenix rule over this season!
on March 1st, 2008 at 1:50 am
Your comparison of life to soccer proves (once again) your soccer spirit LOL. I really like the part where you mentioned that you have to make the moment with the ball as fruitful as possible. This is a direct connection to life because chances don’t appear every single time. It is definitely up to us to make the best of our chances. That would include not giving up, and trying our best no matter what. If such conditions are met, then I’m sure none of us would feel bad if things didn’t turn out the way it was supposed to. Life is unfair, and we all know that. But if we know we tried our best in the confrontation with life, then loss wouldn’t matter anymore.
on March 17th, 2008 at 10:01 pm
I want to add my comment, but the others have already stolen my comment. Love the analogy. Nice how you use the color and emphasis as part of the writing. We really do live in a visual world.