Monday, November 05, 2007

Still Standing ... all the way up

Take one thousand apologies.

Paste on an appropriately apologetic face.

Decorate with hands held up acknowledging guilt.

Maaf zahir batin, yek?

I know I'm guilty of not updating often enough but it's not because I've been busy feeding others with my lemang and lontong.

First off, it's my boss' fault - he's the one who gave me a last-minute outstation assignment right after my Raya break.

Secondly it was my car's fault - it blew a gasket and overheated on a cold, wet dawn 70km from KL.

Third villain of the saga is a stupid stomach bug - which laid me low on the first day of my assignment and a record 18 trips to the crapper in 24 hours.

The fourth fly in this stinky ointment was a parallel project that more or less ran itself, luckily.

While the 5th element was my home streamyx that had Lady C scream blue murder cos she had just signed on an online course.

And I'm still away from home as I write this.

But it's not all bad to be frank.

I get to stay in a nice hotel with a great view of the sea from my room (and that cute receptionist is trying to get on my good side :P).

There's also a nice daily allowance that should make up for that horrendous car repair bill.

And hopefully the assignment would be long enough for that said allowance to make a few more of my creditors happy.

And since the Divine is always fair, things are getting better by the day since I got my superpowers back.

Then two tough tests for my favourite borstal boys - and we're still left standing, still unbeaten.

And to cap it all - still leading the Premiership table.


Rafa's Ponces ... 1
Gerardine 7th

Borstal Boys ... 1
Cesc 80th

Plot Summary: Gerard and Co tried a smash-and-grab on Mullet and the Borstal Boys with a bullet through a wall that Flams sneakily dodged in favour of preserving his family jewels.

Hleb threaded a killer pass and Mullet slipped one past Pepet to silence the terraces.

Oh, we played with Pepet's woodie twice by the way ...

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Borstal Boys ... 2
Cesc 48th, Gallas 92nd

Manure ... 2
Gallas o.g. 45th, Cristy 83rd

I had to change hotels to make sure I'd catch this match on ESPN - the trouble with being on the road is that sometimes hotel managers just don't have a frickin' clue what the guest needs.

It was worth the effort - my admin manager's actually, I just told him what I wanted. Heh!

In case anyone is culinarily interested, I had a quick dinner of sizzling beef and young kailan with only Terry Pratchett for company before rushing back to catch the match - well, the restaurant was barely 5 minutes away anyway.

Unlike the Scousers, the Mancunian Manure didn't fling themselves around like gymnasts at an orgy as soon as the whistle blew.

I'd like to get one thing straight - Old Man Fergie showed that his wines haven't addled his brain cells much and he got his formation right for this game.

Arsene admitted as much in a post-match interview when he pointed out that ours looked a bit dodgy in comparison.

Anyway I think the boys performed better than Fergie's Farts in that despite the limitations of the Godfather's approach, we had more of the ball.

Almunia was a tad too nervous, I think and should have done better with that second goal we conceded.

It was a good draw - in that we fully deserved it and got it in the end.

Fergie's post match whingeing finally moved him to the lead past Arsene with some fantastic claims that ...

.... they were robbed by the ref (actually meaning the ref was actually unbiased) and

... they felt threatened by the crowd (well, some old ladies did wag one-fingered threats at them).



I think they're just pissed cos after all that, they're still looking up our Arse in the table.

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Slavia Praha ... 0


Borstal Boys ... 0

... and this makes it three in a row. And with us qualifying while still topping the group.

Dreary game - I think they were more ecstatic over their one point than we were after the Man U game.

Then again, they did defend very well.

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8 comments:

Lily G said...

Re Manure vs Arses: I've never seen so many ugly players in one single match.

And why adik Fabregas dinch pukul akak Cristina?

Anonymous said...

*salutes tokciput*

now gimme back my finger. my nose needs it.

Anonymous said...

lils,

We uglies try harder ... phffbbbt - check out the tongue.


babe,

Really? I'm quite sure there's a really long list of other places that finger has been to ... :P

Leen AshBurn said...

That's not an apologetic face, that's a gosh-im-so-shy-to-be-photographed face.

Leen AshBurn said...
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Rt Hon Sir Cipan Nougat-Tenuk said...

leen,

Ye-es, it's actually a Oops-sorry-'bout-dis-indecent- display-of-my-affection-oh-God- don't-you-take-my-picture-now-
la-please sort of face.

How clever of you to spot that.

Anonymous said...

it's been to places, foreign and local.

Rt Hon Sir Cipan Nougat-Tenuk said...

babe,

You don't believe in keeping it warm at home, eh?

:P