Thursday, May 10, 2007

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 800 odd people peering down at us. the pressure is immense. the tension in the room causes the air to be colder than it actually is; a clap cuts the tension, like a scissors does a taut string.
our riposte is the swift movement of the conductor's arm - a wave of the starting flag, the bang of the gun as we embark on this final 100m, the most important 100m, the 20min we have practised 200 hours for.

what more can i say. tears, sweat and blood have been shed for this day. was it worth crying for you? was it worth blowing our lungs out (literally)? was it worth straining every single muscle in our body to force out that high A flat, or that extra half a beat's worth of a long note?
YES IT WILL BE!
but most importantly, i submit tomorrow into the mighty hands of God. let your will be done.