Soccer Philosophy

If I were a Liverpool fan, I'd be embarrassed. No, not because Man U had won the Premier League (again) but because of the way Benitez portrayed himself. Liverpool should never have stooped so low as to appear a sore loser.

When someone says that winning the league after 9 gruelling months simply means that the club has more points and doesn't mean it has been the best club for the season, we know the intellectual level of Benitez.

When someone who spent just as much as Man U and Chelsea laments that Man U had the strength in depth because of their spending, we know that Benitez can't count either. It is the kind of statement for Arsene Wenger, not Benitez, who (given the benefit of the doubt) was probably role-playing Wenger for that matter.

Just as the Man U fans are pressuring Fergie to sign Tevez up; Liverpool fans should pressure the Hicks/Middle East owners to sack Benitez to prevent further embarrassment. Let me make it clear, I don't hate Liverpool, just the manager.

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After the final whistle that condemned Liverpool's failure to attain the league title for the 19th or 20th year. I headed down to Timbre to meet with Jordan and Steph. Was surprised to see Alex there too.

It was fun looking at the yuppies for a change, and was glad that Steph came along or we would have just been a table of guys sipping beer and munching pizzas. Headed down to Balestier for supper and reached home before 3.

Set my alarm at 6 and had to summon all my strength to open my eyes. It is never easy playing tennis at 7 in the morning and I didn't really want Francis to know that I didn't bother resting the night before. I felt quite bad because I could not make any clean hit with my back-hand. Just horrible.

Went to church and well, let me explain, I closed my eyes but I was listening. There wasn't anything visual so I see no problem in closing my eyes =P But to be honest, what was Pastor Sam trying to say? It had been quite random. I felt a sudden need to visit other churches.

Then Ian came and was full of the Spirit. I admit I dozed off and with reasons I shouldn't mention, I felt uneasy and left at 4.30pm. Well, I did have an excuse that I need to send an urgent work mail.

So now, I'm home (had wanted to jio people to watch Night at the Museum or Angels & Demons but how to jio when I'm home), wondering if I should sleep early to clear my sleep debt or if I should watch Benitez' not-very-bright face, followed by Tennis.

It's already too much for my brain to take.