anyway.. i was writing down a few notes about the upcoming primary school reunion the other day(yes its that serious...) and found this sketchy article that i wrote after SPM. first idea nak buat website..kire mcm tribute utk all blacks 2000... even got some pictures scaned during that time.. ntah mana hilang ntah gamba tuh... anyway.. here's how i wrote it... mind the mentality and simple english as its coming from somebody who just finished his SPM..
some might say.. great spirits overcomes everything..and action speaks for itself.. and for every single game that i've played last year, each one is an enjoyable one.. in every game..every field.. every single second that i'm with my mates of blacks..i know its gonna be a good,incredible game..no matter the odds..whatever the outcome. heck..vajiravudh and those KSAH boys was 5 times bigger than us in size(over exaggerating)...but we always have confidence..cause we have our own heavyweights.. we have mache and butcher..vaji and pondar.. 3 of them didn't even play during KSAH.. and then there's shoul..muscle streaming through his arms and legs(dulula..huhu)....he can hook and throw with ease.. then there's fidz..gaban and bean.. never taller than the opponent during a lineout, but never loses a ball... even the scrums are hard to break with them as lock. then there's the loose forwards.. our mighty kerbo..baeng.. and myself.(hehe:)) and later on topet came and developed fast... kerbo with his robust..and baeng with his speed..topet with his sadistic and scary gameplay(literally)..man how i love the forwards.. shout a name and they'll be there for you..then there's kadak as scrum half..who knows whether its out to the heavyweights, going for his incredible break.. or out to the lines.. where there'll be petet waiting to do his sometimes magical touch who can make a winning game.. to acai who always know what to do with the ball in the centre of the field...then rudy who kicks ass with his unpredictable dummies and sidesteps.. pass it to our wingers, ash and jimmy or sometimes eddy... fucking fast they are.. and lastly to the invicible imy... our mighty fullback.. our brick wall and our canonball... even the reserves..al,hijjas,raihan, poklare,cowboy,skaters,charles,alang,mimir.... every one of them can play a good game and back the team up when we're hit..
a slight movement, a feint sound, even with closed eyes..and we'd still know what to do with the ball.. we were confident and we trusted each other.even if its the impossible.. we'd still trust 'em.. thats how deep our brotherhood..teamwork is..
early during the year we were coachless..i thought it was gonna be a disastraous year..no coach..few players..disciplinary problems.. but then i was wrong..every one showed great spirit(speret koleq..??heh)..its either we healed as a team..or die as individual..and we healed! a team was born..and later on J.J came as coach and we became stronger.
it was a fucking good team..best team i've played..we'd be in every final a tournament can offer...won some..lose some... but in our heart..my heart.. we'll always be the best.
thank you guys. may all the rucks and mauls that we've felt throughout the years is cherished in every single black's heart..we were champions..in a way of our own.
haha... bkn main semangat lagik... then there was suppose to be pictures put all around the article.. just to make it more nostalgic..and to prove a point.. sort of.. anyway.. nowadays.. though weight 20kg more and run 10sec slower than before.. some of us still play.. in fact petet is handling the mcoba team.. only imy seems to be doing good and looks the same...
went to koleq last 3 weeks and had a friendly with them.. never really met them and i don't dare comment on anything.but from the game we played..i just can say that i wish they had more heart.its good that they have that speret koleq..but without the will to improve yourself so that you won't be a burden to your teammates...there'll always be a loop in the team. btw.. the cheering squad left even before the game stopped(wtf!!@#$%^&*)***sigh..those were the days.
dahla tuh.. tgn dah letey.. lain kali la plak..
