Friday the 13th

I reckon that I have not been blogging for a long time. Hence, I shall post on this fateful day, Friday the 13th. Hell no, nothing terrible happened today. In fact, today has been wonderful so far. Me getting free lunch; me getting free dessert; and some german asshole wants to buy me beer after work. See, nothing so bad about Friday the 13th. Pulled my hamstring during soccer game last night. Tmd, wasn’t even my own team, just guest starring and I got injured. And worst of all, I was left stranded at Sentosa (the bloody game was played there) when everyone left while I went to shower. Had to call Melvin to come fetch me. (not trying to be an asshole but it’s 9.45pm and I have no idea where the bus stop is). The only thing I can say about the game is that I’ve concluded all Africans players are SELFISH. Let me explain. I was playing in the striking position with this guy. Instead of passing me the ball in numerous occasions where I was in a better position to shoot, he just dribbled the ball away towards the corner flag, and tried to cross in the ball. Mind you, although I play as a striker, I am not that TALL. The only asset I have is SPEED. Yes, speed. Same as you, idiot. How do you expect me to frigging head the ball? And to think that this guy is in town to get signed by some S-league clubs… no wonder Singapore’s soccer is not getting anywhere… and after running and huffing for 30min, I felt a twitch behind my left thigh and end of my part. KNNCCB, u frigging donkey, think you so good, why play with a social team? Alright, enough of the it. I’m still smarting from what happened. Ok, got to go ice my freaking thigh some more before tomolo’s game…till later…pye pye.