I am finally here. Yes! Din has joined Hantubola! *fireworks go up in the air*
What is even better? Din supports Manchester United! *more fireworks go up, this time in Red and White*
I would love to write some stuff, but since I am dead tired out by last night's Futsal Meet, I'm going to copy and paste my Initiation Test letter. Forgive me for my sins of doing a C & P. ;)
OK, here goes.
The name is .... Din (fuyooh, what an opening). I have been blogging for like about 2 years already. When I am not so free to blog, I work as an operations executive at some remote mountain top where people go for relaxing, even though they have to drive tirelessly up and probably suffer an overheated engine. My hobbies include sleeping, watching the telly and playing computer games, which inevitably lead to a dramatically increasing waist line.
But enough about me, you guys must probably wondering why on earth I want to write for HantuBola (tm). Heck, even I am wondering why, coz in fact, I am a rugby player (years ago in school and college) and try as I might, I can never seem to be able to master that round little thing with my feet. And no, I rather not pick it up and run (so nobody can compare me with the ranks of the Yanks who call it....urgh....soccer. Yucks, what a horrible name.)
Well, the main reason was that I thought this blog was too full of Liver-poo fans and yet, there is only one guy upholding the pride of the Red Devils (Manchester United, not South Korea) in it. Heck, there are even three people, YES, three people supporting a non-issue like the Gone-ers. That's how bad things are. (Never mind the respective sole Chelski and Toon Army fan, we need one guy to keep our motivation and another to laugh at).
So yes, I couldn't let Vincent go at it alone. So here I am announcing my arrival.
Glory Glory Man United!
And the first thing I am going to bitch about is that they better kick out Cik Cristina Ronaldo to...some club in Spain (I just can't seem to remember which one). I hate that screwup who will fall over anything! I bet if the nutcase goes out to buy some roti planta from a mamak and on the way tries to cross a small longkang, and inevitably fall, I bet he is gonna wail and look around for a referee. Bitch.
Another nutcase I can't stand is Peter Crouch.
- He can't kick.
- He can't run.
- He probably didn't have any professional training.
- He doesn't give his best.
- He is as tall as a lampost but there isn't any light glowing up there.
- He gave to the world the Croucherena, which makes me want to kick him down there.
- He is butt-ugly.
- etc... (add your own here)
Bloody Hell, just thinking about Crouch got my blood boiling. Now, if you would excuse me, I want to go and whack something out of rage.
- End of Letter -
p.s. What a 'reverse culture shock' coming back to Blogger after almost a year of Wordpress. ;)