Manchester United vs Malaysian XI

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To be honest, I’m starting to lose my ability and passion to write and to entertain readers. I don’t know exactly why but maybe it’s either because that I’ve not encountered anything interesting enough in my daily college/uni life to be shared or it’s because I’m not single.

However, that doesn’t kill because if Steven stops writing, it means Michael Jackson is still alive. Meanwhile, this is gonna be one helluva long post.

For some, Manchester United winning 3-2 is a shame. Not shame to Malaysian selection team but to the Red Devils because they thought since Man United is the Barclay’s Premier League champions so beating a crappy team like Malaysian selection team with a big goal margin should be nothing but a piece of cake.

They are wrong. If you say that being the champions of England means a team can beat any crappy team with big goal margin, it’s nothing but pure nonsense. But of course I’m proud that Malaysian selection team managed to score two goals for their first game on Saturday. They’re, in fact, not that bad after all.

Last Saturday, I was going to Bukit Jalil National Stadium with some friends and so we planned to get there early just in case if we can’t get a parking spot. So we went there rather early – more than two hours before the match expected 5.30pm kick-off time.

As we thought that we were smart enough to make the smart move to be there early, to our freaking surprise, many others were actually as smart as us. In fact, they were there even earlier than us and a lot were already queuing up at the entrances even since before we hit the road, I suppose. There are, in this case, smart Malaysians too.

When you are late to class or for work, you’ll say suck chair (traffic jam, read in Cantonese) but when it’s Manchester United in town, you suddenly get so smart you know how to leave home early to avoid the jam.

There were lotsa stalls selling food, drinks and Manchester United merchandise there. Even TM set up plenty of booths there promoting their iTalk card special edition with Manchester United players’ picture printed on it. What a way to promote their product and what a way to fool the fools.

Opps... Almost forgot that I’m studying in a TM university and using their Internet connection to publish this blog post. lol.

The Manchester United official merchandises aren’t any cheap stuff. I’m unsure whether they flew the stuff to Malaysia but damn, one shirt costs almost RM50 whilst a tiny-weeny keychain costs about RM30.

Maybe it’s expensive, but still, there were lots of people crowding the booth getting their hands on the merchandises. Probably that’s how die-hard supporters show their support to the club as well as how they feed the players and the staffs and their families.

Well, consider me talking nonsense because I did exactly the same – but instead of spending on merchandises, I merely spent on the ticket.

Crazy supporters got into the stadium as early as 3.30pm and started making noises after everyone got their seat whereas the match was to kick off at 5.30pm. Now can you imagine how enthusiastic these people are?? And of course, ‘these people’ includes me as well. lol.

The Red Devilzzz 

Before the match kicked off, players of both teams came out to the pitch to warm themselves up and that’s the moment the stadium got a volume boost. When there are only fans, it’s noisy; when there are both fans and the players, it’s friggin’ noisy – or, for a lack of a better word, effing noisy.

No one wasn’t overjoyed.

But it’s not some stupid annoying noise. It’s the noise that represented our support to Mal..ahem..Manchester United team and the noise that showed how crazy and how ‘warmed-up’ we were for the match. Having the chance to witness the players training and playing in front of me, with my bare eyes, was like a dream come true. To make my point clearer: I mean the Red Devils, not the other one okay.

As fans were cheering and chanting slogans and Manchester United players’ names even before they ran out on to the pitch for pre-match warming up session, there were plenty of morons who came with Chelsea or Malaysian team jersey and made a fuss out of it. And those ‘one of its kind’ people were treated with warm and constant booing by the crowd. How can one not feel embarrassed getting booed by a crowd of thousands.

Ivan told me something funny too. In front of his seat there was someone who wore AC Milan jersey with Kaka’s name and number printed on the back of the jersey. (Ironically, Kaka is somewhere else now.) Then, people started telling him that he’s at the wrong place, go back to San Siro, this is Bukit Jalil. lol.

Manchester United was leading first with 2-0. W to da A to da Y to da N to da E to da Wayne Rooney scored as early as the 5th minute into the game. The whole stadium turned into a humongous loudspeaker with the cheering and yelling of the ecstatic fans celebrating the goal. It was an euphoric moment.

Nani added the second one during the 27th minute, finishing from Rooney’s pass brilliantly. Even more entertaining was his trademark flip over goal celebration. To have seen him doing the flip over with my naked eyes was simply marvelous. As a matter of fact, to be able to catch them live... nothing is not good at all.

The Red Devils were then taking it easy with the Malaysian selection team whom the players were wearing Blue coloured jerseys. Maybe they knew that the Reds dislike the Blues. The team’s number 17, Amri Yahya, was playing his arse out for the team.

 

Malaysian selection team is of course not as strong as Manchester United but they still managed to make a few shots, although many were out of target. Amri Yahya, the scorer of both the Malaysian side’s goals that night made a few attempts before he finally scored during first half extra time.

Amri Yahya is one brave Malaysian. Before he managed to score, he made a few attempts which he miserably failed and received boos from the crowd of almost 100,000 people. He didn’t give up. He kept trying and finally he did it – not once, but twice. Now, that’s the spirit. At the same time, this shows that Malaysians, too, are kinda realistic. Haha. When you attempt and you fail, you get boos but when you attempt and manage to score, you get cheers as much as when any Manchester United players score.

True enough, because I did cheer like everyone else did when Amri Yahya scored. His first goal during first half extra time was a smart move, though some might say it was pure luck. Whilst vying for the ball with a defender (if I’m not mistaken, it was Johnny Evans), he lobbed the ball over goalie Van Der Sar who was not standing by his goalpost.

For the equaliser he scored at the 7th minute into the second half, I have to admit that he was lucky but at the same time, it was the Ben Foster’s mistake that he got that chance to equalise. So, it’s 50-50 – 50 lucky and 50 Foster’s mistake. In one night he managed to beat two goalkeepers of Manchester United, how can he not be proud of himself? Now his daddy can go kopitiam and start bragging like “Hey, ma son beat two Man United goalkeepers to score two goals against Man United leh! Mana your son??”

It’s a shame for VDS to have committed that error and even more shameful for Foster to have made that awful yet avoidable mistake. It was a back-pass from a defender which Foster missed. Probably because he didn’t join the passing training the day before. Haha! He was training long range goal-kick with his trainer during their open training session, I’ve got pictures as proof. lol.

The long awaited moment of Michael Owen’s debut for Manchester United finally arrived. Ronney was substituted by Owen during second mid-second half and it was even more meaningful when he scored his debut goal for Manchester United on his debut game at 85th minute. It couldn’t have been any better. The crowd once again turned ecstatic and no one was on their seat. I, on the other hand, was jumping in joy, punching my fists into the air as an act of cheering for Owen’s winner.

To be honest again, fifty-eight Ringgit has never been this worth it – to be able to watch the Manchester United play live, to be able to see them score goals, to be able to see the players celebration with my own eyes, to be able to be part of the rapturous audience and to be able to see Owen’s debut goal for Manchester United.

Glory Glory Man United!

 

But kanasai, no chance to see Cristiano Ronaldo #%@$^!&

 

 

 

 

 

 

Never mind lah. Pretend that Cristiano’s hair rusted a bit loh!