I was watching the match in Kallang MacDonalds alongside Robin....he has been my world cup watching buddy for these past few weeks.....Going into the match I was expecting the australians to put up a decent fight.....and they did....But seriously, they really did not threaten the italian defence......throughout the match I told Robin that the italian defence is like a fortress and no one really had scored against them except for the unfortunate own goal.....bah......
when italy was down to 10 men, I was seriously thinking that it might end up in a penalty shootout cos Italy is not really known for their strikeforce and being down to 10 doesnt really help much in scoring.....I was sort of the lone supporter for Italy with a white shirt lady sitting in front cos apparently everyone was cheering when Materrazzi got sent off....buggers.....
then come 95 minutes....apparently it is 12 seconds before the final whistle according to New Paper.....you sure can trust them when it comes to soccer.....Italy was given a dubious penalty and Totti converted and I jumped and thrusted my fist up and shouted.....with my white shirt lady of course....lol....
Australians were robbed but they could not utilise the numerical advantage so....a pity........ Fabio Cannavaro and Gianluigi Buffon made sure of that.....so they are the italian heroes....not Totti...nor Grosso...haha..
anyway the following day we went to ECP macdonalds to watch Ghana vs Brazil and France vs Spain......quite enjoyable.......Pernia is the underrated spanish player....haha......and dennis tiong was soaking into the sm1B atmosphere with his nodding and twirling of head......hehe...
actually not so......Haha....the portugal and netherlands match is a total whack job.......but it was really fun to watch.....lost count of the number of yellow cards .....at one point of time I was kind of wishing to see red cards flying everywhere.....it was such a heated match and it ended 9 men aside with Maniche scoring the only goal.......it was actually really hilarious....it resembled those ice hockey match where punches were rolled.....there were many scuffles and I remembered some holland guy (Cocu i think) was pushed to the portugese bench because of some scuffling and the substitutes actually shoved him back.....Haha...so ice hockey style........
Watching her new video made me rekindle my love for her.....Haha....She is so CUTE....and that voice.....unmatachable...This is a real singer....not the wannabes....I almost fainted hearing Paris Hilton's song.......
Watched the match yesterday with Italy and Czech Republic . Though not as exciting as other matches, I am glad that Italy proved her worth. The Italians almost looked formidable in their defence.....it is not everyday you get to score against the italians....Haha.....Buffon made several good saves and Cannavaro man checked every single attack by Milan Baros. Hehe...And they of course scored twice by Materrazi and Inzaghi.....2 subs.....a pity Totti is not at his very best......
Here we go against the Socceroos...I actually like them though......
Shortly after her wedding, the newlywed wife is complaining to her mother about her husband's insatiable sexual appetite. "He wants to do it 15 times a day, anytime, anyplace, anywhere -- on the table, on the stairs, on the sofa, in the car, in the morning, in the afternoon, and in the evening. I can barely walk anymore!"
The mother advises her daughter to tell him that she has her period, which seems like a good idea.
So that evening, when the husband comes home from work, he proceeds to undress himself and his wife, when she stops him.
"I'm sorry sweetie, but it's that time of the month."
The husband gets up, looks at his wife, and says, "It's all good honey. I understand." He puts on a robe and walks away.
The wife is somewhat surprised at the mature reaction of her husband, until a few minutes later he returns holding two glasses and a bottle of champagne.
So she asks, "What's going on, dear?"
"We're celebrating!" he replies.
"Celebrating? What exactly are we celebrating?" she asks.
