Saturday, August 25, 2007

Champions Youth Cup @ Malacca

A couple of weeks ago, I went to Malacca to catch the game between Manchester United and Boca Juniors.

I missed the first 15 minutes of the match, so the next thing I know Man Utd were up 1-0 already. Not long after I sat on the seat, Man Utd scored again.

The crowd was only like less than 1/5 of the stadium capacity...but the crowd are much better noisemakers than the time I went to see Newcastle United vs Chelsea at Bukit Jalil four years ago.

The match was great. Face-paced passing and crosses, and plenty of scoring was definitely worth coming all the way to Malacca for :) I wished Malaysian football can be said the same though....

Anyway the best thing about seeing live matches is the crowd and player reaction.

Just look at the Boca Juniors player. Now that is passion man!

So at half-time, it was Man Utd 3 Boca Juniors 1.

For the 2nd half, Boca Juniors had been attacking more for obvious reasons. With a two-goal comfort, United sat back and let their counter-attacking do the damage.

Exciting stuff all the way...more exciting though was some Hokkein-speaking Ah Peks behind me.

Let me quote some their sentences used:

"Aiyo, he leh MU sek kia beh hiaw pass la!"
(" Aiyo, this MU kid don't know how to pass la!")

"Haha...wa ho lu je liak kiu lam sek nia"
("Haha...I give you one ball [for] blue to win")

"Neh neh kwah Saha! Ee cho ha mik??"
(There there see Saha! [they meant the Saha-lookalike striker] What is he doing??")

I just loved to hear them criticizing better than Shabby Singh. Seriously, you got to hear them in this video!



One thing I noticed about English players was their often weird surnames. Come on, if you're Nicky Butt, wouldn't some of your peers called you butthead in school?

This guy here is named Drinkwater.

It's like a reminder from my mom la. Ish, I can tell you a trip to the loo was required thanks to him.

Thankfully, he was more than just a friendly reminder. He can do freekicks, so move aside Beckham!

So he crossed and...

...well, did not exactly found his target. He's young though, so he will be as good as Beckham.

By this time, Man Utd were holding on to their one-goal lead. Boca Juniors got a goal back during the 60th minute. Nice goal, too bad I missed recording it.

United continued to hang on, and at full-time, it was 3-2. Relief and joy for the Red Devils as well as for the 90% of the Man Utd fans / glory hunters at the Hang Jebat stadium.

Of course, I came all the way from KL...takkan I want to leave the stadium without doing the meet-the-fans moment right?

So I hanged around the area where the bus for Man Utd awaits for the team. I wasn't alone of course, but I was certain that I had the best camera from all the fans!

The Man Utd players are out of the dressing room and heading straight to the bus. I missed out of some of them but those that I managed to take included:

Daniel "Your mom reminded you to" Drinkwater (Midfielder)

Antonio Byran (Forward)

Corry Evans (Defender)

And just to prove that I was there, I posed with Kieran Lee (midfielder)

Who knows Kieran Lee will be famous and be a regular on the Manchester United first team in the future? Well, when he does I could, er, brag that I met him lol.

Ok, that was lame. Anyway, Manchester United Youth team eventually won the competition, beating Juventus 1-0 in the final at the Bukit Jalil stadium. Unfortunately I was not able to attend any of the Manchester United matches after this one. Blame it on work fatigue, post-Port Dickson mood and the opening season match between Man Utd and Reading that started at the same time as the Champions Youth Cup final.

P.S: A sincere apology to Boca Juniors for seemingly being ignored in this post. Trust me, if it was Boca Juniors against Arsenal, Chelsea or Liverpool I would loved to support the Brazilian side. Credit to Boca Juniors for giving United some tough time as well.

Results: Manchester United 3 (Drinkwater 5", Hewson 22", Brandy 40") Boca Juniors 2 (Ilbanez 26" Colazzo 60")

My big thanks to Jasonmumbles, for not only allowing me to bunk at his place, borrowing his professional camera and sending me the huge photos, but also to lend me his car without even me asking. Oh, and also to tolerate the time when I got lost on the way back. Despite barely knowing each other well, you sure have such a good heart to help someone like me to this extend. Well, at least I know I would need to brush up on my manual driving skills ><>

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Thursday, August 16, 2007

Miss me?

I hope you do...cause I miss writing for my own blog!

August has been quite an interesting month...was in Malacca last Saturday to watch the Youth Cup and having chicken rice balls and mille crepe with Jason Mumbles. Tomorrow I will be at Jagoya Starhill for company dinner and the following day I will be heading to Port Dickson with my buddies and have a great time!

Wish I had more time to sit down and write again's piling up, and I'm not getting enough sleep.

So stay tune eh...this blog is still very much alive~!

Thursday, August 09, 2007

The kuku of 'Negarakuku'

I'm sure most of you have read, seen and more importantly, heard of the Negarakuku song by Namewee.

Honestly speaking, this kid's quite a genius with the rapping and all...but he's quite a moron for being so insensitive.

Let's read the translated lyrics for those who can't understand Mandarin (myself included...I'm quite a banana as many of my friends would say) to get a bigger picture:

(lyrics taken from The Cicak)


Literal translation by NICOLE FOO

Intro credits:
2007 Visit Malaysia Year Theme Song
I Love My Country

(Repeat) Check it out, yo, yo, yo.

(Repeat) Negaraku, Negarakuku.

I love my country, only when you have a country you have a home
Only with a home then there will be me, standing here with you
Loudly singing, don’t be afraid
Even though I curse all the time
My song, is just like the durian
Tough and spiky, only
To see if you dare to open it, to look at the truth inside
It can be very stinky, it can be very fragrant
It only depends on what kind of nostrils you have.

Our police is called Mata
Because they have very shiny eyes
Once it’s New Year, they will be very hard working
Holding pens but they will rarely write you a receipt
Because they are thirsty, they need to drink tea
Also kopi-O, want to add sugar?
If they add sugar, their mouths will sweetly smile at you
When you are leaving
They will even go “Tata.”

Tanah tumpahnya darahku
Rakyat hidup bersatu dan maju.

This phenomenon, doesn’t need any improvements
Neither does it need strengthening, the police and the people work together
A cup of coffee keeps our relationship temperate
I so very suka
At least I won’t go home and receive a saman (fine or ticket)
My dad would sure be pissed
I would also kiong kan (swear word in Cantonese for “get raped”), with no car to drive
What to do, this time so very kao lat (an expression, something like aiyo)
With no car, how do I go out and play?
With no car, how do I wage “wild war”? (I don’t know what it means but I assume it has something to do with a girl)
With no car, how do I go and watch ah kua? (transvestites)
This country, I like it very much.

5 in the morning
There’s even a morning call to wake me up
Sometimes a few of them will sing together
When you listen to it, it’s like a love duet
The voice ululates like an R&B song
Even though sometimes they sing until it’s out of tune
Even though sometimes they even sing until their voices break
Some sound like cockerels, but they wake up earlier than them
This way we can know the time to get ready for class and for work
Don’t blame, the government only takes cares of the natives
Don’t blame, we don’t receive equal care
Only this way we can prove that we Chinese are not afraid of hard work
Only this way we can train ourselves to find a solution during hard times
Don’t feel weird about their standards
Because this only shows that we are smart (or capable)
Children who are not spoilt will not be dependant
Because you see some children are still not weaned off breast-feeding.

Rahmat bahagia
Tuhan kurniakan
Raja kita
Selamat bertakhta.

People who hide in government departments are even better (even more capable)
They can do everything so slowly
Even when people are queuing, are cursing stinky lelai (what’s that?)
They’re chill and unfazed
Sometimes they even bring out their kuih
They eat their nyonya kuih
More people will continue queuing up
Even when you curse stinky lelai it doesn’t matter
Because the guard at the side is dreaming
And he won’t scold you one lah.

They wrap up their heads; walk slowly and cross the road slowly
When you pass in the car you even have to let them pass first
The most important thing is to live happily; the most important thing is to live comfortably
Don’t be like the Chinese
Busy the whole day, very tough
We really cannot NOT admire this spirit”
Because this is their attitude in life.

(Attitude, attitude)

I’ve been saying good things in this song
I believe those of you who are pissed at me will like this now
The world is peaceful, and full of hope
No one is hurt, there aren’t any riots
You’re so classy, you’re so elegant
Your shit is fragrant, and you don’t curse
You guys are the most high class, every day it’s just romancing

Listening to Guang Liang Pin Guan (this local Chinese artiste)
But he already ran to Taiwan
Private school students graduate
It’s so very tough to get admitted into local universities
Actually we don’t have to get pissed about this issue
Actually this is the a very noble plan by the government
They want us to explore the world, to find new opportunities for ourselves
To learn things and come back and repay the country
This is plan is so great, I can’t quibble about it
All over the world you can see Malaysia’s children
They’re like refugees, so very shiok (expression for orgasm or high)

2007, Malaysia’s having Visit Malaysia Year
The Chinese culture is brought out and paraded
The government doesn’t even care about private school students
The certificate is thrown into the longkang (ditch), just like me

Graduated and went to Taiwan
Learned about things, and got ready to come back to repay my country
I stood on the streets of Taipei with my guitar
But my mouth still sings.

Rahmat Bahagia
Tuhan kurniakan
Raja kita Selamat bertakhta.

This is how I interpret it.

Namewee had a point when it came to police corruption and the local university entry. While I felt that during the '5 in the morning' part he meant the voice behind the loudspeaker and not actually being racist, when it came to the 'Don't worry' and the lyrics after that...that was a tad overboard. Dude, I got Malay friends and they're so not like what you simply interpreted as the "relak la brother" attitude.

Actually, that part is quite a double-edge sword 'cause he could also mean the slow services we get in government departments . Nonetheless, this naive boy has cause quite a stir now in this country; the Parliament and the ISA are pretty much hunting him down.

I must ask though: why does the government want to take him in so much like he's a murderer and a rapist...when the REAL murderers and rapists are still running amok in the country and they don't get as much attention as Namewee? Does he really deserved to be Public Enemy #1?

I don't pity Namewee for his ill-advised one needs another 13 May. And seriously, leave the national-anthem remix underground. However, I do pity him for having to go through a lot of hard times in his life and I pity his family for they might get death threats already in Muar, Namewee's hometown.

In a sense, I respect him for having the balls to speak out like that. Some say he done it for cheap publicity and to hit superstardom, but even then that would take big balls to do so.

If you ask me, Malaysia would have a great harmony once the day where all races can sit at a Mamak or a kopitiam, have nasi lemak, bak kut teh and roti canai (oh, don't forget the Tuak!) all in one table, thrash-talking each other, poking fun on "taboo issues" in Manglish and CAN LAUGH ABOUT IT TOGETHER at the end of the day finally come true.

Now that's unity.

[Read Nulife's entry on the Negarakuku here]

Monday, August 06, 2007

What's going on here?

Earlier ago, my car broke down on the way back home.

While driving, I smelled something burning. Next thing I know, I saw a bit of smoke coming out of my engine compartment. Temperature indicator noted that it was normal though.

Next thing I know, the oil and battery symbol was up blinking red.

The car began to slow down drastically.

And then, the car just stalled.

When I came out of the car, I saw some oil coming out of the front of my car.

Serious oil leakage according to my mechanic. Hence, it had to be toll'ed away.

Great, just great.

And you know what?

I just serviced this car two bloody days ago.

Thursday, August 02, 2007

Of Asian girls, Western men and old men

5 days ago, I went to celebrate my PGMAJ friends Natalia's and Azira's birthday at Modesto's Sri Hatamas and clubbing at the Loft with the PGMAJ crew.

Dinner at Modesto's was great; the food, while pricey it was definitely delicious and it was fun to see the birthday girls get excited over a couple of pigs I gave them as presents. (note: the soft toy, not the real thing).

Clubbing at the Loft though was a bit of an amusement for me. OK, so it wasn't all that exciting taking care of the girls' bags while the girls head to the dancefloor, being the only 'real' guy in the group and basically drank alone...not to mention having all male strangers beside both my seat.

I decided to be observant with my surroundings, and I figured that from what I've observed:

1) There were plenty of, mature clubbers. Yes, that included the females.

2) There were about a dozen "Western man - Asian girl" couples throughout the night.

3) Same for the "old, hamsap man - young, hot girl" couples.

4) Hired dancers that were dancing on the bar was far uglier than the female patrons. In fact, I suspected one of the dancers was a man.

5) When there's like a really hot chick, all men flock to her like flies (note: I had to take care of the bags)

So after all that observation, I asked myself:

i) What does Asian girls see in a foreign men, especially those naturally blonde, blue-eyed men?

ii) Is security exactly the reason why Asian women go for those men whose looks made George W. Bush or John Howard looked more handsome?

iii) Why can't the Loft picked prettier dancers?

iv) If you are a male friend/crush of that hot chick, don't you feel insecure seeing all those men desperately asking for her number?

I heard all sorts of answers like those men mentioned being the better charmers, bigger than Kenny Sia's coconuts, gold diggers and more....but I'll like your personal opinions on these. So drop a comment on it hey!

Now...while I continue to regret not getting that hot chick's number....