football – The Uncoiled https://theuncoiled.com Celebrating Limitlessness Sat, 16 Jan 2021 20:11:22 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.5.3 https://theuncoiled.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/08/cropped-Screenshot-2022-08-16-at-3.14.50-PM-32x32.png football – The Uncoiled https://theuncoiled.com 32 32 #1 Iker Casillas- The Ache: Never Say Never https://theuncoiled.com/2020/12/26/the-ache-in-my-heart/ https://theuncoiled.com/2020/12/26/the-ache-in-my-heart/#comments Sat, 26 Dec 2020 03:13:05 +0000 https://theuncoiled.com/?p=657 These random thoughts that my mind could gather and words that my heart could utter at the time are dedicated to none other than Saint Iker Casillas. My favourite Madridista and my reason for Madridismo. My favourite captain who made me love Real Madrid. My Hala Madrid and my Nada Mas!
Iker Casillas left Real Madrid playing as a GK and has returned in December 2020 as deputy to the CEO. The events mentioned are 2013/2014 UCL semi-final against Dortmund, La Decima night, His departure from Real Madrid (to FC Porto) and his official announcement of retirement (August 2020).

 I choke on my words as I recall that night- 

you were wearing black with orange stripes, you gave your best and despite your tries, we cried that night

 I was young, I had found my reason, and that was you 

I sat behind my laptop screen, it was 2 AM, I can count that was seven years ago 

"did you not learn the physics lesson?", I had no answers in the morning 

school wasn't fun that day, eyes were weary and I couldn't hide 

there was ache in my heart, but It had ignited a spark 

I was young, I had found my reason, and that was you 

you fulfilled your promise, a year later 

but for you, that was twelve years later

 I was ecstatic, I could kiss the badge and stand proud 

I was young, i had found my reason, and that was you 

down the club diaries, it was sudden 

no questions asked , no answers given 

no farewells bid, no goodbyes said 

you broke down and chanted the slogan, I sat here and whispered never say never hun 

I was young, my reason lost, and that was you 

It wasn't the end, my heart had said 

you will come back, we had hope 

indeed it was the end 

you bid goodbye in a year so uncertain, how unfortunate to never have had you back at home 

down the memory lane, if they ask; 

I am young, I have found my reason, and that still is you


Images depicting the ache down the memory lane:


Iker Casillas and Sergio Ramos.
2013/2014 UCL semi-final.

La Decima Night:



Iker Casillas breaks down in tears as Spanish legend bids emotional farewell to Real Madrid ahead of move to Porto.




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Our Dreams Still Cry: The Misogyny Still Exists. https://theuncoiled.com/2020/12/17/our-dreams-still-cry/ https://theuncoiled.com/2020/12/17/our-dreams-still-cry/#comments Thu, 17 Dec 2020 14:31:35 +0000 https://theuncoiled.com/?p=497
Our Dreams Still Cry: The Misogyny Still Exists.

The poem depicts the sad reality of gender stereotypes and the shackles that women have to break in order to realize their dreams. This is about the women who dare to speak up, who break the stereotypes and require no society’s approval to chase their goals; the women who never give up in pursuing their dreams despite the consequences.

It also implies how women live in constant fear of being sexually harassed, how the higher authorities fail to provide protection to young girls and women, and how they have to risk their safety every time they step out. Access to safe public places is a privilege that not many are aware of.




In the drizzles and the mud,
She tied her laces and stood.
The goal post was cold,
Why did it rain that day, Lord?
Blurred vision, a puddled ground
From far away she heard their sound
Do I run away? Do I score this one?
The thoughts had her mind shun
Blood streaming down, hands tied
Less she knew society had lied
“Football is for men! Football is for men!”
Loving the same game, was that her sin?
Told you not to go at night,
her mom had cried
Is it misogyny or Is it me being out?
Is seven past nine too late, she shouts
Is that how men will molest and stare,
Only to play my favorite game, If I dare
Society laughed, her tears streamed
I’m not guilty, she screamed
Every now and then, her voice muffled when
“Football is,” they yelled, “Only for men!”

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