Tuesday, September 21, 2004
- 9:55 pm
and he will stick with his team through thick and thin,
through joy and sorrow,
for the love of the beautiful game,
and the great players
where ronaldo goes, i follow, worshipping the ground his godly feet have passed across. it is indeed an elite group only three people have ever been in, although only two remain, who have been chosen in accordance to my strange whims and fancies, them being ronaldo and the rock, and the last person (who was very much more substantial than someone ive never met) is gone, although it would have been interesting had it been ramya, cos then theyd have been the three Rs, but then again, it wasnt.
so i mourn, for two of my three supported teams are ailing. first came Real Madrid, and their painful loss to espanyol (i spit at thee, vile curs! and may thy training grounds run fallow!) which hurt.
oh figo!
for all your good looks you have failed to bring your team to the fore!
oh ronaldo!
may the goals pour from you feet once more!
oh roberto carlos!
why arent you running up the field?
oh beckham!
if you only care about your hair, madrids doom is sealed
oh casillas!
you IDIOT! why the hell did you injure your finger?
oh camacho!
fucking moron who dint wanna linger
oh raul!
where have you lost your form?
oh owen!
shouldnt scoring be a norm?
oh zidane!
why does your play stutter and cough?
oh samuel!
second match kena sent OFF.
i remember back in 2002, singing along to the music of the victory song,
Campione! Campione!
when beloved madrid won the La Liga....and i wanna hear it again at the end of the season, i want to see a glorious treble from my madristas.
and liverpool.........seeing manchester united fluke a victory past the liverpudlians at anfield. so much for youll never walk alone, cos i saw djibril cisse up there alone for most of the match. STUPID IDIOTS WHY DID YOU SELL OWEN?! @&^$#%$^%#$ (i am somewhat mollified by the fact that he was sold to madrid)
at least.....at least ac milan are holding their own.
tomorrow, ramya leaves singapore, and we lose a national treasure. your loss singapore. and no amount of foreign talent is ever gonna tip the scale back.
and other things. recurring thoughts, misconceptions, preconceptions, despair.
it all comes back.
hit the stars
