Handball interschool competition

Handball competition, was so screwed up, I think it wasted my time. Oh yeah, I mean, I'm in the team alright, but for the whole day being a sub......that's like asking me to become the team's cheerleader. I don't mind coming in the last minute of the game, at least I get to touch the bloody ball, but instead a player with no sense of handball gets to be subbed into the game and screw things up. Thanks for day dreaming and nearly causing the team to concede more pussy goals. You were damn lucky not to be sent off for playing like a rugby player.

Ok, back to today's competition. Weather was hot, playing surface was way too muddy.


The field, which has more than 10 courts.

Yesterday bought new shoes just for today, and within a few minutes walking around the field, RM 40 gone.

How clean is that?

Our team's match is the 7th match to be played. So for nearly 1 hour and 30 minutes, we were aimlessly walking around the field like zombies.

Seri Mutiara's handball team was grouped together with S.A.B and Bandar Tun Razak. So the first match was Bandar Tun Razak versus S.A.B. The match was exciting, ended 3-3. So for the next 2 matches, all we have to do is win one, draw one or better, win both.

God gave us a great opportunity to qualify for the quarter-finals.

But against S.A.B, the ref was on their side. I tell ya, from the look of Santosh's face, he felt like wanna give the ref a nice tight slap on the face.

First half 1-0 down.

For 3 consecutive goals that we scored, the referee canceled it because it was either we committed
1)Walking
2)Step the d-line

Kheng Siang's goal was canceled, Yik Yau's goal was canceled, and another fella's one was canceled.

There was one time where S.A.B had a corner, and Khai Liang got the ball. One of S.A.B's players jumped on Khai Liang and hit on his head. Khai Liang fell, and guess what the referee did? Awarded S.A.B a free throw.

Fuck. The shit hits the fan.

The score should have been 3-1, but because of the referee, we lost by a slim scoreline, 1-0.

MAKAN RASUAH!!!!

Then our most important, must win match against Bandar Tun Razak, we lost the plot. 5-2, some pussy players complained that the ball is slippery, never pass properly, never got the ball, and one of our players played like a rugby player and got suspended for 2 minutes. That changed the whole game. Bad passing, weak shooting, bad defending, no man marking are one of the reasons that caused us to lost.

For our under-15 team, they won their first match because Cochrane pulled out. Then lost in their second match 2-1.

So here are the pics, after losing all both matches. I can boldly say that even God gave us a big chance to go through to the quarters, we still screw up.


Santosh, Nick and Vicky.


Me, Santosh, Nick.


We were all bored, so what?

Went back to school, felt so fucked up. Mum won't be around until Friday, stuck with dad.

Jersey 11

Tomorrow handball interschool competition, under-15 and under-18. Can't wait for tomorrow.

Oh yeah, here's how the handball team jersey looks like.

Handball competition

(Delayed post............again)

Finally, I got to represent my school for handball team...as a sub. Well, at least I made it into the team, I don't mind being a substitute for the team. I can cheer them up, give them some moral boost.

No pics for this blog, for I didn't bring my phone to school.

Monday.......
Came to school with a bag with just a bottle of water and an extra shirt (just in case). Meet up with the team for briefing. Sat Eve's father's van to the old Cochrane school, which turned into a sports meeting place for any annual tournaments. The moment we reached there, all of those who turned up were girls. Felt dulan and pai-seh. LOL.

"We got cut off cock, wear skirt and play lo. Sure win lah!!!" - Kah Jun

Had to pitty Eve's father for taking the trouble to fetch the team all the way to the venue by going through traffic. While halfway going back to school at 8:30 a.m, the school is still having their assembly. Imagine we go in, all look at us, feel malu leh.

''You sure you all want to go in ah?" Eve's father asked us in a friendly way before making a decision. Well......we said yes, and boy.....we regret it!!! The minute you go in to SMK Seri Mutiara, there is NO WAY OUT!!

Teacher made a horrible mistake. Well....she forgot that the boy's under-18 and under-15 matches were postponed to Tuesday. We then decided.....walk to Aladdin. Then I called my mum to picked me up from there....... Mum was pissed.

Got the news that Man United won agaisnt Ars-senal. WHOOOOT!!! Gunners fired empty bullets.

At night....had to do my art work. Bloody poster.


Monday's work all done. One more day.....just one more day.........

Tuesday.......
Went to the venue again.....no mistake. Did some warm up before our first match for under-18 against SMK Cheras. For under-15.....Miharja.

We both lost...............4-1 to SMK Cheras, and for under=15......3-0 to Miharja. Everyone was pissed. There was a conflict between Weng Fai and Khai Liang.....both argued about each other. SIgh.....the worst thing to happen to your own team. Like the Ars-senal goalkeepers......Lehmann and Almunia. Same thing happen to under-15 team. No teamwork.

Second game was very very important. Against Taman Connaught. Have to win to go through to the quarter-final. We won.....2-1. Thanks to Weng Fai for important saves, Weng Yew and Kheng Siang for the goals. Kheng Siang deserved the praises....for scoring the winning goal in the dying seconds of the game.

Then we went to cheer on for our under-15 team. Was playing very well...with our guidance. Was 0-0 for the first half. Well......they did have chance to score, but number 5 was blind to see number 11 unmarked. Then second half...................their opponents scored with a fast goal. Solomon was too slow to react. Was such a crack in the team's defence line. Shit. So....in the end....have to settle down for the lost.

For the under-18 team.....not so fast to relaxs. It all depends on Taman Connaught now. If they lose, we go through. They win, we can kiss goodbye to our chances of winning the competition and wait for another year.

Went back to school, head to the Multimedia room for choir meeting. General election for the choir, Yi Von was the chairperson.

At home.....was busy with work. Dad cooked Thai fried rice with egg wrapped around it....with mum's fried chicken.


Bon apetite.

Then....back to art work. Tomorrow is the deadline....as I promised Pn. Lily.


Just the background left......


......and I finish it after 30 minutes. Had a good night sleep.

Then....had a call from Pn. Zaliha.

"Besok ada game ya....."

WHOOOT!!!

Wednesday.......
Heard the news....our under-15 squad won 4-1 for their last match, before they say goodbye to the competition. Thank God.....Taman Connaught lost by a goal. Did some warm up, then first game against Bandar Tun Razak.

The match was like a Manchester United - Liverpool game....full of attacking and defending. We conceded 2 goals for the first half......we didn't score at all. Pn. Zaliha then cheered us up, ask us to try our best. Furthermore, Weng Fai promised her to win for as her wedding present. Weng Yew then scored 3 stunning jump-shot goals for us. The moment we were drawing 3-3.....everyone was full of joy....until last minute, Santosh and Cheng Heng was suspended for 2 minutes for not substituting at the substitution zone. We were shot of a player. Then.....Bandar Tun Razak scored at the last minute.

Lost 4-3.

Pn. Zaliha was happy even though we lost. Cuz' she know we have given our all for the match.

She then fetch us to Aladdin to play. Thank you very much!!