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Alvin's Little CornerDecember 30 Get Me Outta HereGet Me Outta Here - Jet
I went down to the bank To get me a'pay I'm gonna get me outta here I got me some cash I'm heading back to LA I'm gonna get me outta here I'm sacking the man cause the man is a thief I'm kicking the plan before the plan kicks me I'm gonna get me Get me out of here I'm gonna get me Get me out of here I went down to the Duke 10 time a day I'm gonna get me outta here Drink all night and talking shit all day I'm gonna get me outta here I'm sacking the man Tcause the man is a thief I'm kicking the plan before the plan kicks me I'm gonna get me Get me out of here I'm gonna get me Get me out of here I don't mind how I live my life Without the luck you got I ain't tryin' to keep in time So just keep off my ride You won't hang your rusty sign on me I went down to the bank Just to get me my pay Get me outta here I'm gonna get me Get me outta here I'm gonna get me Get me outta here December 13 Murphy's LawDefinition: If anything can go wrong, it will go wrong.
What a day! Was stuck in the production floor for most of the day troubleshooting what seemed like a simple problem. Every single step that we took was taking us further away from solving the problem it was never ending. Even the simplest thing would go against us. 6 engineers, 10 technicians and 9 hours later, problem solved. The only regret was that with better planning, the problem would not have existed to start with.
On my way back home, my phone suddenly rang, was I was fumbling for my phone in my bag *technically I didn't break the law yet, did I?*, BANG! Before I realised, I have ran my Civic into the back of a Kembara. The worst part was both our cars were stationary before I knocked it. For some reason I started to accelerate then the rest was history. Then we both pulled our cars over to the side to inspect the magnitude of the damage done by me. Out came a chinese man in his 50s, with grey hair, spotting a moustache and round glasses. To my relief he was calm and collected.
It turned out that he had a minor scratch on his rear bumper and the spare tyre mounting was slightly dented, it was nothing compared to the damage on my car, but we setteld for RM100 as it was my fault in the first place. He then said,"I'm Dr. Quah, I happen to be a doctor. What is your name?" "Alvin, I'm an engineer", I answered. We shook hands and headed towards our own cars. Then as I was unlocking my door something struck my mind! I turned around and walked towards his car,"you don't happen to be the father of Kah Hing, do you." He smiled, we had another short conversation and then left as other road users were honking as they drove past us.
Boy was it freaky, this is the 2nd accident I ever had (both this year) and they were both on the same road, and they have something that I can relate to. In the 1st accident, the car that ran into my car had the same registration number as my badge number. On top of that, I was planning to send my car to the workshop to fix the dents from my 1st accident tomorrow.
Sometimes, it's the timing of incidents like this that makes me wonder if it was really all a coincidence. If it isn't then I have one message for You, DON'T **** WITH ME, I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE! December 07 Sportsmanship, anybody?Wheeee... off day after working 7 to 7 for the past 3 days. The beauty of working shifts. But then I have to work weekends that sucks, big time.
Going back on topic, being off for the next 3 days, I managed to catch a glimps of the Doha Asian Games Sepak Takraw Final between Malaysia and Thailand last night and boy it was an eye openner.
I have never been fascinated by the game that has 3 guys or gals (just found out) per team kicking a rattan ball across a badminton-sized court. I have played the game once before though, just to make up the numbers and surprisingly, finished 2nd behind my school representatives. LOL. But my experience during the school competition is a totally different one from what I witnessed yesterday.
The competition was a team event (or whatever you call it). Best of 3 games, so we have 3 teams per country. Malaysia's 1st team had this tall guy which I reckon is too fat for this fast paced game. His calf is HUGE! Almost the size of my thighs, maybe bigger and he looks clumpsy and if he moved any slower, it'll be like watching the game in slow motion. Obviously he had one too many nasi lemaks before he left for Doha. He was wearing the number 1 shirt, so I'll just call him "Wan" (the names of the players are not worth remembering as I'll tell you why later on). Wan is Malaysia's tekong (the guy who serves), and he takes his own sweet time to recover from his serve which makes me wonder, there surely is somebody else much fitter in Malaysia than Wan! And his service is not that great either.
Then there was number 6 of Malaysia Bandana man (for obvious reasons). Bandana man is the striker for the Malaysian team. The striker is the guy who will do the "lipat" which is term for overhead kick. Bandana man is sooooo inconsistent, he can make shots from impossible angles, but tend to miss the straight forward ones. Not to mention his leap is crap. When he leaps to block the lipat from the Thai team, his foot barely over the height of the net, and even if he manages to block the kick, it ricochets of him and out of play.
The 3rd player worth mentioning is the Thai no. 11 player. He is elastic man, his leap is amazing and his lipats, no chance for Malaysia. The outcome of the game was a convincing 2-0 victory. Thailand 1-0 up.
In the 2nd game, the Malaysian number 7 looked young, but he has to be the best that Malaysia has. He was the striker, and he has a good leap, not as good as elastic man but he has a variety of shots and his execution rate is pretty good. There was one lipat from him where he fooled the Thais by instead of whacking the ball he delicately tapped the ball with the sole of his shoes and making a drop shot onto the Thais court. It was amazing, how he was able to make such a shot.
The 2nd Thai team cosists of the fastest server in the world (claimed by the comentator) who also donned a bandana. He struggled with his serve at the beginning as Malaysia raced to a 6 point lead and I tought:"Hey, we might have a chance." But as soon as Bandana 2 got his rhythm there was no turning back as the Thais closed the gap and finished off the 1st set 22-20. Then I knew it was sayonara Malaysia and switched channels.
This morning I found out that Malaysia lost 2-1 overall.
The game provided a degree of entertaintment especially elastic man, no.7 and bandana 2. But what the game can do without is the lack of sportsmanship from the players, they tend to taunt and wind each other up by celebrating and doing gestures after each point. The best part is that it is so obvious as they make an effort to run up to the net to do it. It's unbelievable, in volleyball, the team that does that would have been penalised and given a stern warning! No. 7 celebrates by making his right hand into a gun and fire imaginary bullets in the Thai team direction. As for Bandana 2, there was a point when he fooled the Malaysian team by serving a dipping ball into the front of the court. They won a point off that serve and he simply ran up to the net put open his hands and shrugs while staring at the Malaysian players.
Special mention to the commentator who for most of the game tend to state the obvious. Most notable quote when elastic man twisted his ankle while attempting to do a lipat from mid court,"He looks like he has twisted his ankle, this is going to be a big blow for the Thais. It looks like he won't be able to continue to play, or maybe he will, I don't know." Yes Mr. Commentator, so do we.
Sepak takraw is definitely not the sport for me. In terms of sportsmanship, I regard ping pong players as the most sporting players on this planet. But as for now, Football is still my number 1 favourite sport, despite the divings, the shirt pullings and the injury feignings. |
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