If Only
I regretted quitting polo. I still do sometimes. I still sometimes miss that adrenaline rush you get when you drive through the water for the ball and then yanking the defender away. The way you push and struggle and punch and kick your way out of tangled limbs and arms. And of course the way you feel like as if you just got banged down by a bus right after a 20 minute game break.
But there's just no time to commit cause of VSC. And the ones who can afford the time to (cause their course schedules are usually never packed) are the ones who had prior training/slimmer. So yeah. It's bad both ways.
And I WILL. Wear a polo cap and play in an official match.
Someday. It's a goal in life thing.