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| Thursday, April 13, 2006 |
| Footie rambles II, and then some |
Manchester United 2 - o Arsenal. What a glorious game. Not just for the fact that we beat our arch-nemesis again, but also for the sheer openness and fluidity of the game. It was, without a doubt, one of the best games I've watched this season, maybe even of all time. Flowing, attacking football accompanied by incisive through balls, cheeky little one-touch passing and plenty of tension in front of goal was the order of the day.
The moment that sealed the day. I was at Safiz's in Hartamas with TJ and my yuppie friends, and when this happened, my goodness the mamak just exploded. Little korean brother making all us asian ppl proud. Watered down, unhygienic, diarrhoea-inducing drinks aside, the day was perfect. Absolutely perfect... Nothing rivals the high that you get when watching football with friends. Nozing, indeed.
Screw Chelsea. Those exponents of effective, yet amazingly boring football. Joga bonito, my brothers! I thought it was in the bag when West Ham went 1-0 up and Chelsea one man down, but kudos to them, Drogba bullied the entire West Ham back four into submission, Crespo ran circles around them, and Chelsea went 4-1 up. Oh well. Perfect days can only get so perfect. Such is life.
Incidently, a poll on soccernet.com shows that out of a select sample group of football fans (bout 64000 ppl),
16% love Chelsea,
30% don't care about them,
and 54% hate them
ROFLMAAMHAMAALAEEO.
That's rollingonthefloorlaughingmyassandmyheadandmyarmsandlegsandeverythingelseoff.
HAHA.
By the way, if you've got the time, surf on over here and check out the joga bonito adds. Too many for me to post on my blog, but take your time, let them load, they're worth the watch trust me. Personal favs are Rooney's and Ronaldinho's. Freaking amazing stuff. And Cantona is more than worth checking out with his Pavaroti-esque beard and his pretty lame attempt at acting dramatic. These French. They think just cause they're French, they can do anything.
Did anyone catch Thierry Henry's expression after he took the free kick just after coming on as a sub? He had a free kick in a dangerous position for us, coulda made it 1-1 and changed the entire game. As fate would have it, he missed it, and all he did instead of hanging his head in his hands or show any sign of regret was to give the most nonchalant expression, smile wryly, arch one eyebrow, and walk off. And the French wonder why the rest of the world think they're arrogant. It was like, "ey am too gooed four dis game... dis ees beneath mee... ey em french, ey em better than eeveri-won. en garde!"
More rambles. Anyone remember FC United? The breakaway football club that was formed in protest to Malcom Glazer's take over of Man Utd? Well in their first full season in the North West Counties Second Division, they've earned promotion to the First division. Pretty amazing inspiring stuff. Plus, they've played to crowds that are probably 40 times as large as one would expect for this level. To get a full picture of where they stand,
Man Utd, Arsenal, Chelsea etc etc are in the Premiership
Then comes the 1st Division
then 2nd Division
then 3rd Division
4th Division
Non-professional League
probably 3 or 4 more divisions here
1st north west county division
2nd north west county division <---- That's where FC united stands.
nothing else here.
Basically as low as they can get, but that's where every new club starts. About 300 league positions below Chelsea right now. Make us proud, FC united!!
Lotsa rambles indeed. Now for the "and then some". This is turning into a pretty long post, so I'll keep the "and then some" for another day. Tired wfrgtzzzz
Oh wait. Happy belated birthday Yap Su-Ann. Well I was waiting for the photo to get to me, hence the lateness of the post.
 So cute right. Makes feel warm and fuzzy all over. Thanks for the free food Su-Ann. May you be less of a pain to your friends in the years to come. o_O
Happy belated birthday also to Raymond Choy, the reason why I have a few basketball medals,
to fat Jon, the reason why I have a ringing in my ears every now and then,
and to Uncle Ho Mun, the reason why I started drinking.
Speaking of which, at the Leong family reunion the other day, sights too embarrasing for me to describe took place. I shall attempt to do so anyway, at the expense of my mom's credibility and my own personal pride, for her blood runs in my veins. NOOOOOOO. I will do so in the "and then some" to come. Suspense right? Right right right? |
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