Monday, November 10, 2003, 03:13 p.m.
@#$% Games!
Return To Innocence - Enigma
WHAT IN THE HELL IS THIS?!!
I switched to
TPI to see what La Liga game was on and again I was pounded by silly comments about
Iker.
We’re at war,
Dunar! First thing I do if I ever meet you, I’ll pull out a pin and deflate your chubby cheeks!!!
The local commentator was talking about goalies and regretted the fact that Casillas was in the way of many other good goalkeepers to be national goalie – one example was of course,
Canizares (who had the worst luck of getting injured and permanently replaced by Casillas) and this other goalkeeper I remembered reading about a year ago, getting transferred off
Madrid because of Iker.
Statistically speaking, none of them are any worse than Iker – and God knows, for all his ready-to-die attitude, Iker was once easily intimidated by the Giant Hun,
Jan Koller.
What outraged me was that the local commentator was speaking based on looks.
Looks!
What are you? One of the Mister Universe’s judges?
He said in a dismissive tone that Iker hadn’t got the character.
OK., by then I was like, yeah, so he’s young. It was all hard work and yelling and scoffing – he wasn’t like
Dida who was immensely calm, lesser striker would’ve become intimidated, thinking they could never get past this guy.
But the moron continued to say that he, Casillas, didn’t look as tough as say,
Peter Schmeichel.
I jumped off the couch, WHAT!
Since when do you, commentators, judge players by their looks??? That privy was exclusive to us, girls!!!
This is just plain stupid; can’t you afford a better commentator, TPI?
I agree that Peter Schmeichel is one of the best keepers around, still a tough old lion even after his successor,
Barthez the goofball, expired a million years ago. And that darling of a monster,
Ollie. And
Jens Lehmann,
van der Saar.
I just don’t see why goalkeepers have to look mean or rugged to be good.
Dudek’s good looking, so is
Buffon. And
Shay Given looks like the kid next door!
Anyway, Milan vs.
Parma was a bit boring.
First half, Milan midfielders were stumped by Parma men; ball possession was balanced to the most painful neutral measurement, I think.
At one point (I didn’t keep the usual match’s log),
Pancaro shot a beautiful ball which
Tomasson readily sent home. Alas, he was offside and the goal was cancelled.
Things started to look better when
Rui Costa was sent in the stead of
Kaka and
Pippo replaced Tomasson.
A little shame though that Rui Costa still couldn’t score – I think the record was dated from far beyond last season. He was at a very good post when he attempted the shot but the ball went way too high – and the commentator laughed.
Die, you jabbering monkey.
Pippo, on the other hand, had two opportunities blown; a good play shown by Parma’s defense. Once, he even chased, successfully too, a ball bouncing off the goalkeeper – he could’ve scored but for the readiness of a back who gave an equally vigorous chase and kicked the ball away. The commentator shrieked, “The goalkeeper was very lucky!”
Doomed was Newcastle, totally crushed 5-0 by
Chelsea. The much awaited match of Liverpool vs
MU wasn’t broadcasted by the moronic
TV7 but
Didi let me know the result. 2-1 for MU with
Giggsy scoring both MU goals at 59’ and 70’, and The Wizard
Kewell consoled
Spawn with one goal at 75’.
I didn’t get to see
Gerrard and Didi said they played an offensive game! And my professor
Bobon would be in tears, we were so optimistic The Reds would top MU.
Steve would be gloating for weeks *groan*
STOP PRESS: Didi just SMSed and I ran out to read
BOLA: Iker conceded 4 (
¡CUATRO!!! Iker, ¿eras dormida?!!!) on y'day game against (of all teams!) Sevilla. And to cap it off, he even fell into stupid argument with
Guti. According to BOLA, of course. But still... GOD! Control yourself, boy! No use arguing when
el balon's already in.
Estupido. Now I can't deflate Dunar's cheeks.
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The Power Of Smile
Angel - Sarah MacLachlan
Miraculously I got to sleep last night and woke up refreshed for DKV midtest this morning, albeit a little lazy. My record of presence wasn't very good; I barely attended any class... but was grateful for the my angel of a professor; she is a very considerate girl. Thanx,
Mbak Indra!
And would you believe it... the exam was better than I thought it would be. They asked for two work though but the size... a relief of 15x15cm and a A5. Oh thank God.
The assignments were
(a)Logo for a new company: Padi Record and
(b)Cassette's cover for Padi Rec.'s client - the choice of group and type of music is ours. Relief! With a capital "R"!
In the middle of mixing paints, my uncle
John called. My! It's good to hear his voice. He's somewhat of a flamboyant uncle; he and I shared the love of linguistic.
At the moment he's at
Surabaya; we couldn't talk much since he couldn't hear me - I was in class and having my exam, for God's sake =) I didn't know if he'd come here - I hope at least he'd go and see
Ephi.
Stop Press: At class there was this guy, pony tailed and all, wearing the
ugliest shirt I've ever seen!!! The script said, what else?
Spawn: The Dark of Death. Or something like that. Ha!
Just feeling like teasing that
someone. (Original owner of T'shirt: No offense!)
A cute security personnel at
Taman Anggrek out of the blue greeted me, "Good afternoon." I knew he meant it flirtatiously and usually those greetings were met with the coldest scold; every catcallers' nightmare. But the politeness in this security guard surprised me and I smiled back. He beamed and suddenly I felt really, really good.
Warmest grin to everyone who's reading!!! Have a nice day, y'all!
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