Lame-a-thology for dummies

I have been thinking a lot lately. The only problem is that I have been thinking of things unrelated to my dissertation!! Maybe it is the ‘highlands factor’ from which I have just returned that just gives u that extra dreamy/philosophical outlook of life.

Nevertheless, got to pick myself up. Soilicit your prayer support as I seek to complete my dissertation.

Anil.

Wah…………I didn’t know that my blog can have such devastating effects. One day after my post about Malaysian football, Tengku Abdullah, the deputy President of FAM resigned. And now apparently the President of FAM also resigning. Hats off to them. But what took them so long ah?

So, now, some ‘fresh blood’ is supposed to be injected into FAM. My gut feeling tells me that “somebody’s” son in law is going to get the job la. Coz the feller is fresh and got blood. And most importantly……he is somebody’s son in law. You know i know la hor.

Anyway, may the best man get the job.

I dont know what made me watch Malaysia’s game with Uzbekistan on Saturday night over RTM 1 online.  Maybe it was sheer joblnessness, and maybe coz my beloved Chinese housemate kept cursing how Malaysia could go down 5 goals to what he calls a ‘terrible Chinese team’. Neverthless, there I was, sitting in front of my comp, (only the second half luckliy) listening to Hasbullah Awang and this other ‘I’m trying my best to be a football expert’ commentator. The two commentators lack of professionalism itself was bad enough to turn off any football fan. But Anil being Anil, tried to find some pleasure in everything. I kind of enjoyed listening to the Malay commentary after some time. Some common catch phrase for the Malaysian team were:

“Ahhh………..tak lepas” (ie player lost the ball)

“Sekali lagi tak lepas” (ie player lost ball again)

“Thiru kepada Indra……………Indra lari disitu dengan bola……Nampaknya bersemangat pasukan Malaysia di separuh masa kedua ini (mnd u by this time, Malaysia was losing 0-3) Indra terus lari………….Di berikan kepada Hairrudin (commentator raises voice in excitement)…………….Ah! Sayang di situ nampaknya…………Pemain dari Uzbekistan nombor 14 Arif begitu cepat sahaja melakukan closing down setiap kali Malaysia mara ke hadapan (still refusing to blame our lack of skill)…….oh tidak nombor 14 tadi Hassan……(the normal Malaysian commentator’s mistake)”

To be honest with you, Malaysia had a good spell for about 20 minutes in the second half. Probably they knew that I was watching and that inspired them…….ahem. But then the goal-gates opened again la. We (I mean in referece to my parent’s country) ended the match 5-0.  And I felt so stupid watching my parent’s country being humiliated, wasted my 45 minutes. Also felt sorry for that little boy they kept focusing in the stadium carying the Malaysian flag cheering on his team. He should be given a refund!

Whilst watching the game, I thought to myself. With all the hype of football in Malaysia, we could not even produce a team in the last 20 years, to effectively challange for glory even in South East Asia. The best Malaysian player on the pitch last night were two Indians, ie Thirumurugan and centre-back Nanthakumar. And mind you, there were no Ah Chongs or Ah Dongs on the pitch. Why? Is the best man getting the job? Is there not even one Ah Chong in Malaysia fit to wear the Malaysian shirt? And who’s that coach when we have Shebby Singh week in week out criticising Arsene Wenger and Rafa Benitez week in week out (mind you, Shebby wouldn’t dare criticise Ferguson).

Own up Malaysia. Till you practice true meritrocracy, you are going to continue being in the doldrums. For now, I just give thanks that my team (ie Man Utd) never made it to Malaysia on our pre-season tour. Can you imagine how many Ronaldo, Rooney, Anderson,Nani, Giggs, Scholes, and maybe Tevez would have scored against Malaysia? Fuhh………… I wouldn’t want to imagine. Hence the title…..Malaysia Bo-lah. (Bo in Hokkien is none or finished I think)

With all the hype surrounding the 07.07.07 marriages……. I was thinking to myself, that the most probable date for me, in case I decide to choose one of the special dates would be 11.11.11.

11 is certainly a number very close to my heart. Ryan Giggs, ie Ryanil (they are both one and the same) wears no 11 jersey and ‘WE” have gone on to enjoy great success at Man Utd. As much as 11 represents “OUR” achievement, it is also a target that “WE” intend to achieve in football. Till now, Giggs has achieved 9 Premiership medals, two more to make it 11. It wont be long before we achieve it.

And now 11 represents another target for Ryanil. The date of marriage. I would be 26.9 years old then (8 days to my birthday, officially 27 lah). Sounds a bit young eh. But dunno. Announcement to all potential suitors. Place your application forms before that date or risk missing the boat………….hahahaha.

(ps: this would mean wai nyan (with his 26 years old marriage promise) and I could end up getting married in the same year!! Double celebrations! cool!)

This is in no way a sequel to the previous post. The time has almost come for me to soon return to the land of mamks and curry. Tomorrow, I would offically book my flight ticket, which then makes certain the date that I would actually fly back. It would be most probably be in mid-September thereabouts.

Suddenly, a multitude of thoughts seems to be striking me. Ok I am going back to do the CLP, which God-willing, I would pass fast enough to land me in practice. Then start work. Join the rat race, the office politics, then maybe get a girl who has a car (so that I need not buy a car too soon lah) hahaha……. Things seems so predictable eh? I know not if it is going to so smooth sailing after all. Coz I want to make sure that I make my best use of my working experience before moving on to do more meaningful things. Yet, I sometimes feel that it is me dictating my own future rather than God. Which is bad. Haih.

 Funny thoughts have also struck me. Suddenly I am interested in politics. Probably coz of the books that I have been reading lately. Imagine me as a politician……….Parliament will be such a better place to be in, with lame jokes all. hahaha. But I then rubbished it off coz i felt that I will not be able to tolerate Malaysian politics. Then I pictured myself as Dr.Anilraj ie coming back to do my PhD. Which seemed a bit more probable, but I’m not the nerdy academic type……..So that is for now also on the sidelines.

At the end of the day, I think, much will depend on how far I get in practice. Got these high hopes of ‘making a difference’ in our judicial system, but don’t know how that is going to be done. Got to walk in faith and follow Him wherever He leads.

Things are getting really bored here. Some of my frineds have made their way back home, no more classes, a quieter flat, a more boring life, u name it…………….basically life is getting to a slower pace.

But things are not meant to be at such a slow pace. I have got a dissertation to complete that is going to take the life out of me. Haven’t really started writing though I know what I want out of it. It is just utter lack of motivation, in other words, lazy.

Somebody…….pls, somebody………..come over and give me a kick pls. I need it ever so badly. Haih…..