Italy - Scotland 2 - 1

Gah. This is why I love watching football matches! The kancheongness of it. The unpredictability of it. The fans who go wild with support for their own team and jeers for the opposing team. The atmosphere of any high profile match as it's watched live on the tv. The sheer skill and yengness of each maneuver being performed on the field by such players of top quality yengness. The freaking good team play, the freaking good chemistry between team members as they carry out their game plan strategy flawlessly evading any incoming tackle from the opposing team. Phwoar, can die happy.

Football matches are inspirational. They make me want to play futsal. Ditto last year World Cup and abandoned futsal playing plans. They make me wanna strive to be skilled enough to manipulate a round ball (As Siok Ling says, the balls are around) with my foot and be able to dribble it across the field, passing to my team mates or kicking in a goal and score!!

Shit. Too cool. Too cool. Cannot.

Anyway, that being said, four of us went into Todd's Bar and stood for maybe an hour plus with our head aimed up at the tv high up on the wall of the bar, rowdy Scotsmen around us precariously balancing golden liquids in hand, free half-time mince pie apparently but we didn't get our hands on any. Oh, also free pint of Carlings if Scotland won. Lol.

So, Siok Ling tells me Scotland is good and I watched them, and I wouldn't say any different. They are good. They're very very aggressive. Their main play is attack and Italy has very good defense but the Scots team still managed to score a goal in there and nearly frightened the Italians with shots on target many many times. There was even one corner kick the Scots were taking, the ball was inches away from flying across the white line of the goal when this Italian player out of nowhere enters the picture and headers the ball away. Freaking good defense there wey, crazy! You just gotta laugh at football matches sometimes.

As for unpredictability... a goal by Italy barely 2 minutes into the game? Crazy. We were just walking back from the Union when Siok Ling got an sms on her phone with the score. Wtf. We haven't even set eyes on the match yet and they've scored a goal! Then the Scots worked hard to equalize and equalize they did maybe 20min into the second half. Then the game got boring with both sides struggling to score another goal while both of them couldn't help but waste time pushing each other down, diving, whateveryoumightwannacallit-s and Khai Yong left to 'cook dinner' even though his housemates not home. Lol. The referee kept having to blow the whistle, interrupting the play so it was not until extra time that the Italians managed to score a goal from a free kick the first minute of extra time.

And wow. The response from the crowd was a first for me. Silence. Absolute silence. I looked around. I stared at the screen. Did that just happen? The goal? Did Italy just score a goal or what? Why everyone so quiet? They were shocked, stunned, stoned, dunno what to say, extremely the very disappointed? I dunno. But it took me a little while more of staring at the screen and at the replay and the delighted screams and runnings of joy of the Italian players for me to actually register that another goal had been scored. And then it hit home that the people around me, their team wasn't gonna make it to Euro 2008 despite hosting the qualifying rounds. D=

I damn kesian the Scottish goalkeeper. His face was prolly the saddest one in Hampden Park stadium after Italy's second goal. I felt his pain, his anguish that his team wasn't going to make it to the EuroCup. Oh the hurt, the agony. It's not your fault pretty little Craig Gordon.

Hot, no?

Anyway, remember we wanted to be football pundits? Lol. So inspiring this game.