Substitution

When a footballer gets subbed off before the first half even gets over, the immediate reaction is that they he played really badly or he’s injured or well the manager just hates him or he’s going to kill someone on the pitch.

Either way, when that board does go up and you see your number being called out for substitution. You can be sure that he feels terrible, horrible, humiliated and isolated.

He feels that he let down his team, the fans and himself.

But sometimes, life does these kind of substitutions to you as a surprise. As a sign of change, wake up call or something

You get subbed out of one’s life. You’re replace by someone who they think are better and well can do the job more effectively

This becomes a turning point in that match for him. He is definitely infuriated and not thinking straight. He thinks that he has to do something violent or something that gets him some attention to indicate that he’s pissed off. But he soon realises that its of no use. It’s not going to get him back out on the pitch.

Once the match gets over and after the red mist has disappeared, he now has time to reflect.

Was it his fault? Did he give it his all? Didn’t he play his part right? Or was it just all down to the managers wishes?

I’m going to get out of the football analogy now and try expressing what I meant in real life.

When people get “subbed off”, it obviously sucks. People believe they have a role or some function with everyone in their lives.

That role may be tiny or big, but that’s how we define ourselves to them and operate with them.

Sometimes when we are too involved with them, let’s say that we think we have a big role in their life and they too keep affirming it, you’d find it unlikely and shocking when you get “subbed off”.

You start telling yourself that it might’ve been a casual error, or that he’s not there to replace you, or that he’s there for a different purpose. But when all of these reasons start to fall apart after constantly being shown that they are. You realise, you’ve been subbed off.

After the infuriating stage, I’ve hit the calm waters now. And it’s pretty clear what that person wants (though it was not intentional), realisation has finally occurred. Maybe it’s time to move on to someplace else. Somewhere where you could be valued and have a role again.

I don’t know if that’s the right thing to do, but well atleast having a mission to look for something that exists or not seems better right now, than not having a role at all.

You move on to the next football club. And hope that you become a permanent player there.

Waiting on the transfer market now

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