Eye CANDIES! (WC Africa 2010)

I've always loved football. Yes FOOTBALL ( not soccer) I have to admit though, like other girls, there are other reasons why we do like em .. Lemme count err show you the ways.



Italy Defender and Captain- Fabio Canavarro- Fabio the Fabulous!



CZech Republic's (and Arsenal) and personal favorite Tomas Rosicky. They did not get into last year's World Cup but he is still awesome.



Argentina's Gonzalo Higuain- Miss the scratchy stubbles, but still looking hot!



Uruguay's DIEGO (NOT maradona) FORLAN. Single-handedly led his team to the Semis, inspiring awes and adulation because of his magnificent goals Such heart and determination



SPAIN' striker FERNANDO TORRES- hmmm envy that ground



Spain's Gerard Pique. Yay, Shakira !

Of Azkals, football in the Philippines and that pocket Schrocket goal!

Nothing really matters during that 2nd leg game of the Azkals vs the Kuwaiti Al Azraq-even if we lost understandably to the mighty Al Azraq. It was all about the feeling when Schrock made that goal- It was all about the teary -eyed moment and the look of so much awe and love in the faces of even the barefooted cigarette vendor, the thin frail old woman selling softdrinks outside the Rizal Stadium, alongside this group of expensively dressed mestizas.. It was unity- no class or ranks or status in life. We were all just happy to send in that much needed goal - against an almost insurmountable odds thrown at us- A team so highly fancied from a country whose oil had fuelled almost half of this globes economy. It was a goal that made those Kuwaiti Students beside me also clap with admiration- even raising a thumbs up everytime Schrock and Caligdong are shown on screen..

I came from a small town in Antique but whose love for football was born out of my regions' passion  for this sport even before I was born.. I knew of Pele, Kruyft, Baggio and Maradona's name even before I knew who Magic Johnson and Kareem Abdul Jabbar were... I thought of Argentina and Brazil as superpowers rather than the US.. I've grown up believing in tall tales of the old men in our barrio about this obscure yet legendary town of Barotac Nuevo were small kids learn to kick balls even before they can walk- or of young boys practicing on coconuts to play this beautiful game- Of stories about this great great man named Paulino Alcantara from Iloilo whose name is actually shrined in the hollowed grounds of Camp Nou- home to the legendary FC Barcelona- El Romperedes he was known- the netbreaker,  of that one magical moment during the Far East Games back in the old old days- when the Philippines romped Japan 12- 0 or somethign that lopsided and finding out that the country is one of the oldest member of FIFA in Asia ( 1906)...

Oh to dream again- That was what that amazing Pocket Schrocket awakened in me with that magic moment. Imagine US in a few years time- Given this much support and much love from our countrymen.. I can dream again of actually hearing our National anthem of being played in the WORLD CUP - maybe 2018? Its a tall dream- but who cares its free to dream anyways.. 

A commuter's hell

We commuters are literally held hostage every time we take public transportation 

One time taking the bus from Las Pinas had me all cross-eyed and dizzy with the maniacal driver thinking we were in the zigzag road. By the time I reached Baclaran, I thought there were two Redemptorist church.

Another time it was this dyipni driver thinking he was some F1 driver racing like there's no tomorrow with another dyipni. Another time it was a taxi driver who, unfortunately for us who rode the cab that day, has an ax to grind against the owner of the cab he was driving. Every time he sees a pothole or a bump on the road, he would deliberately drive over it and seems hellbent on damaging the cab- never mind the passengers. When asked why he was purposely doing that, the idiot even had the gall to answer that he was gonna resign the next day, therefore he needs to exact revenge on the poor already dilapidated cab he was driving.of course, to get back at his masters! He only relented when we told him to bring us safely first to our destination and he can continue his torture of the poor cab later on..

The stress we have to go through! But what can we do? Really LTO and DOTC should have more stringent regulations before issuing any licenses to these drivers.

Why a blog just now

well I guess I need one right now, just to whine or talk about stuffs I might regret later on. FB is so....public