I anticipated that it wouldn’t take long before most of them grew tired of seeing me around. Even those who weren’t fatigued by my presence were undoubtedly becoming weary of hearing my voice.
However, I held no resentment towards any of my teammates for feeling that way. In truth, I was also fed up with my own incessant inner monologue. It felt like a relentless voice in my head, incessantly reminding me, “Don’t even consider faltering now.
You’ve put in too much damn effort to reach this point. Grip onto this opportunity so tightly that it hurts!” I couldn’t silence it. I had to repeatedly convey the same message.
This persistent urge stemmed from the realization that the task wasn’t complete yet, despite leading the league race from the forefront with the finish line in sight.
That’s the juncture Rangers reached on Sunday when they secured their spot at the top of the table. Consequently, they can’t afford to ease up because, if they do, they might regret it profoundly for the rest of their lives.
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