Smiles as big as Stretford End...



:D


Okay. So we started the match not quite fantastically. Berbatov was left out of the starting line-up and this left Rooney as the sole striker. The reason was probably because Berbatov's work rate is too slow for a Arsenal-United match? This prove to be rather difficult and for a moment (and only one short moment). There, I was thinking, "Damn I miss that boy Ro-something".


Arshavin's goal was a beautiful one, a goal which I will painfully-but-whole-heartedly accept. Foster could have saved it but there was just too much space for Arshavin so the United's defenders should share the blame for that one. And like any other football matches where you have many breakthroughs, one of United's came when Almunia fouled Rooney.


I was sitting there. Palms cold. Heart barely beating.
Waiting. Hoping. Wishing.





He sets his target.


He shoots..


And he celebrates!


Adore Rooney. Adore his celebration. Adore his spirit!
Ahhh I just adore him. He is the definition of passion. Really.


Then came Diaby's owngoal. I am sorry for him and for Arsenal, I really am. But for a world-class defender to head in an own-goal like that? You only have your own carelessness to blame.


With Diaby's owngoal, Rooney went to Carrick, giving him an awesome hug, proving yet again that BROMANCE in football is at its best, LOL. Refer to picture below.

HAHAHA, now everybody repeat after me... AWWWWWWWWW!


After that it was United trying to score a third one to seal the deal and Arsenal trying to equalise.

It's a lot like game of Ping Pong, the concentration must be there every second. You make one silly pass or a silly tackle and it will cost you points.
And in the Premier League, points are EVERYTHING.


I was rather frustrated as we had chances after chances but to none taken! And uhhh, when the "5 Minutes" extra time sign was put up, I just had this bad feeling that Arsenal was going to net in a goal, in which Ven Persie "did". It was clearly an offside, no mistake about that.

So, there.
We won. We got all three points.

People can go on and rant about how "lucky" we were, how unfair, how sad yadda yadda.


Ok Arsenal probably didn't deserve to lose. (And I am not saying we didn't deserve to win. There is a difference).
But ultimately, these are the kinds of matches that Champions win and that's the best thing to take away from this game, we found a way to not lose. To not lose points. To win.

At the end of the day, it's either you continue fishing for pity or you swallow the bitterpill.


That's football. That's life.

:)




I saw this quote from the Internet. He sums it up pretty well.

"Three points in the bag, and hopefully a clear message: we are still the Champions, and you've got a long way to go to take our trophy away."

Five-tastic!


The scoreline says it all.

You cannot possibly find a greater way to shut those mouths!




:D

And was followed by a loss....


Oh well..we've always been slow starters, no?

It is scary and alarming sometimes, and yes we have definitely taken Burnley for granted,
but there no, let's not panic.

Even if we do, we'll do it in style. Like always.


I've said it many times before but I am always going to say this again,
a loss is a loss and it is part of football. One should find no excuses for it.
We'll have to accept it, swallow it. And then improve from there.

Fergie needs nobody to remind him of anything.
Sure, you are amount to have your say- just make sure they are justifiable ones.

If not, then think twice and maybe thrice before throwing those criticisms at someone like him whose success at managing a football club is so great you will pee in your cargo pants and mini skirts.


He will do what he needs to do to make sure we play better.

:)

Now let the journey begins!

It started with a win...


It was not a mind-blowing performance,
and certainly not one that I might try to recall or ponder upon 10 years down the road...


but it was good enough to secure all three points, so what the heck!




Bring on Burnley, baby!

A belated wish!

My dearest Bimbo Boy!

Happy Belated Birthday!







I know you had a great one,
and I hope you have many many great ones for the many years to come!

I am already counting the days to seeing you.


Love you always!

If footballers play Facebook..


If you've been wondering, oh well wonder no more!

Brilliant stuffs!


:)


Let's start of with Mr Benitez!

HAHAHA!



And Adebayor..



Money matters..




And boys, never join a group like this again!




Is Danielle Lloyd even that hot?



Haha this one's kinda an old joke...but still.



John John...


Where's the justice?





You were in tesco?

This time last year, I was probably worrying myself to bed almost every night about my results.



"How ar how ar?"

"I have to pass I have to pass!"

"Please let me pass..please let me pass pleaseeeee..."


And the best part is, you think of it so much that yoItalicu dream of it?

Been thinking of Ryan Reynolds?

You were in tesco, comparing the prices of Yakult and Vitagen. Ryan Reynolds was there too. He said hi and you two fell in love over a cup of free sample Yakult. He thought your sense of humour was hot, brought you away to Hollywood....and gringgggg..7am.
Oh time to go for work.



The world revolves in a way so much so that even when you are sleeping for goodness sake, you are being reminded of things you can only not think of when you are sleeping.
It's ok when the dream is one with Ryan in it, but when it's the contrary, you just wake up feeling like you have not slept at all.




Worrying gets us us nowhere and true enough, it got me nowhere.
Well of course I eventually found out I passed, but I would have regardless of the worrying or not.

This time around, I am so occupied with my daily committments that I just simply do not have the time to think about my results. Only and until I am being reminded of them that I remember. I may seem less worried about my results this year around, but it is only because I have no time (or energy) to think about them.

I did what I had to do. Read what I had to read. Prepared what I had to prepare.
I fought the battle well enough for me to look back now, and dare say, Oh I have no regrets!


I will be keeping my fingers crossed nonetheless. I will pray hard. I will hope hard.
And when the results are released, hopefully it's good news.



I say AUG...you say...GUST!

i
We say.....AUGUST!!



And this means the football season is back!


This also means my weekends are going to be very very very totally absolutely (ok you got my point) occupied and very very very totally absolutely (hahaha bleks) AWESOMELY RED!



:D

:D


Let the game begins!

Birmingham City first!





Think you know it all?

Think again.


And don't go near my horse.

For until I am ruthlessly impressed...

Inspire me.
Make me think. Make me wonder.

I want to go up. Up. And higher up. I never want to stop.