the last stretch

this is it. i have turned the corner. i see it now. the final last 100m. they lie so invitingly ahead. the most difficult 100m though.
i see the crowd. the 1500 odd people peering down at us, even from 3 storeys up. the pressure is immense. the tension in the room causing the air to be colder than it actually is, a clap cuts the tension, like a scissors does a taut string.
our riposte is a majestic fanfare. a wave of the starting flag. the bang of the gun as we embark on this final 100m. the most important 100m. the 2.5hours we have practised 250 hours for.

im excited. delirious with the thought of playing on such a big stage. however, i never thought of the incredible amount of excess baggage that playing in the esplanade will bring. we have to sell 1700 tix! (we have sold 1400) convince ppl like overzealous businessmen, provide subsidies (which is actually the government's or rather the school's job), coordinate the seating arrangement, the list goes on.

anyway, this is it. i will do my best. my utmost best. the zenith in the music of njcsb. tomorrow. we will pull it off