Musings about my life as a toddler. I am young, angsty and rage against the system. A whatnot. Above all, I love my mummy most. I may grow up to love the Arsenal, cause my papi is one BIG gooner.
Showing posts with label Football. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Football. Show all posts
Sunday, May 12, 2013
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Go, Arsenal, Go...
Arsenal will be playing away at Bayern Munich shortly. As we all know, the outcome is dead in the water. Nonetheless, c'mon ya gooners, keep the faith.... on whatever it is left.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Monday, March 4, 2013
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Breakfast Sketch: David Luiz
My daddy is starting his series of breakfast sketches...1st stop is David Luiz. The brazilian with that goofy hairdo.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
Fever Pitch
The book that started it all... Arsenal, the source of my daddy's many feelings: joy, humilation, heartbreak, frustration and hope.
Friday, February 1, 2013
Monday, January 7, 2013
Saturday, November 17, 2012
That Ruud Gullit-lookalike doll
This Hong Wen School doll is my current pet toy. My daddy thinks her hair is like a cross between Bob Marley and Ruud Gullit.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Arsenal really needs Batman
My dad just finish watching the Stoke 0-0 Arsenal draw. Still goalless after 2 matches. Luckily, they didn't concede any. Really need Batman now that Robin is gone.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Friday, March 16, 2012
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Of comebacks and floods....
Today was a day of comebacks... my daddy's king, Thierry Henry was back in the red and white and scored the winning goal against Leeds early yesterday morning.
It was a joyous occasion for gooners all over the world...
This guy may be Handball Henry for France, however, he is King of Highbury and Ashburton Grove, okay!!!
On a sad note, Singapore joins the Malaysia Cup fray after a hiatus of 17 years... No happy ending. We lost 1-2 to Kelantan at Jalan Besar earlier.
It prompted mummy to tell dad that he is wasting his time again. In her philosophical words, she said that It is not surprising that they should lose. It will be shocking if they ever wins. I thought it was a brilliant observation on the state of Singapore football.
All I can say, we must dare to call a flood, a flood. A pond, a pond.
It was a joyous occasion for gooners all over the world...
This guy may be Handball Henry for France, however, he is King of Highbury and Ashburton Grove, okay!!!On a sad note, Singapore joins the Malaysia Cup fray after a hiatus of 17 years... No happy ending. We lost 1-2 to Kelantan at Jalan Besar earlier.
It prompted mummy to tell dad that he is wasting his time again. In her philosophical words, she said that It is not surprising that they should lose. It will be shocking if they ever wins. I thought it was a brilliant observation on the state of Singapore football.
All I can say, we must dare to call a flood, a flood. A pond, a pond.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
Friday, October 22, 2010
Wonderful news - No eye problem, Wenger's birthday & the Applause
My papi is on half-day afternoon leave today. Earlier today, he went to The Eye Centre, TTSH for his annual eye check-up.
His eyes were deemed okay, no problem and was given a discharge by Assoc Prof Heng.
I guess to celebrate... papi went to the nearby Wee Nam Kee for chicken rice lunch.
Oh, Monsieur Wenger turns 61 today. More good years... of course, trophies aplenty too.
On Wednesday morning, Arsenal whipped Shakhtar Donetsk 5-1 easily in a Champions League Group match. Most of all, my papi witness the most extraordinary thing in football. There can be no doubt that he will ever again witness a goal celebrated by everyone in the stadium except the goal scorer himself. It was so surreal. Eduardo Da Silva kept to his pre-match promise - of not celebrating should he score. It was the perfect evening, a superb performance by the Gunners, coupled with an appearance by one of his ex-Arsenal heroes.
My papi should be so proud to be a Gooner.
His eyes were deemed okay, no problem and was given a discharge by Assoc Prof Heng.
I guess to celebrate... papi went to the nearby Wee Nam Kee for chicken rice lunch.
Oh, Monsieur Wenger turns 61 today. More good years... of course, trophies aplenty too.
On Wednesday morning, Arsenal whipped Shakhtar Donetsk 5-1 easily in a Champions League Group match. Most of all, my papi witness the most extraordinary thing in football. There can be no doubt that he will ever again witness a goal celebrated by everyone in the stadium except the goal scorer himself. It was so surreal. Eduardo Da Silva kept to his pre-match promise - of not celebrating should he score. It was the perfect evening, a superb performance by the Gunners, coupled with an appearance by one of his ex-Arsenal heroes.
My papi should be so proud to be a Gooner.
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