Thursday, February 21, 2008

"I wish I had seen those boys become men." - Sir Matt Busby

Duncan Edwards

October 1, 1936 - February 21, 1958

Roger Byrne (Captain)

February 8, 1929 - February 6, 1958

Geoff Bent

September 27, 1932 - February 6, 1958

Eddie Colman

November 1, 1936 - February 6, 1958

Mark Jones

June 15, 1933 - February 6, 1958

David Pegg

September 20, 1935 - February 1958

Tommy Taylor

January 29, 1932 - February 6, 1958

Liam "Billy" Whelan

April 1, 1935 - February 6, 1958

"They were all our sons... And they will always be young." - Mrs Sarah Edwards

We will never forget

i heard the crickets at 9:51 am


Thursday, January 24, 2008

Why we still love Elmo. =)

i heard the crickets at 11:16 am


Wednesday, January 16, 2008

This isn't right.

i heard the crickets at 11:44 pm


Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Zi Hao's right. NP's missed.

Big time.

i heard the crickets at 7:09 pm


Sunday, December 30, 2007

Motherwell skipper O'Donnell dies

Its a sobering end to 2007. And it puts United's defeat to the Hammers in perspective.

Its been a year of ups and downs. A roller-coaster really. Where there have been many good things to be grateful for, there have been nearly just as many things to regret. But I'm not one for spending too much time looking back at what cannot be undone. The prospects for the year ahead are unclear, but its also a year in which change, change for the better, can come about. Here are just some ideas for a better year ahead:

1) Crackdown on drug cheats
In a year in which we've seen the ugliness of sport through Marion Jones and Floyd Landis, its time that all sports take a hardline stance against drug cheats. The IOC and other sporting organisations shouldn't be afraid of banning disgraced athletes for good. Athletes all over the world are viewed as role models for youngsters, and its time that they live up to that responsibility. Cut them loose from sports, cut out the vermin.

2) Saner football calendar
As I have always said, there's too much football. Some athletes easily play up to 60-65 games a year, or a game every 5 days, without breaks. Its just too much. Cut away the competitions that do not matter. Kill off the Intertoto Cup, Confederations Cup, the English League Cup, and cut down on the number of teams that can participate in continental competitions too. Reduce the number of competitions, and the number of teams that take part in the remaining competitions, and perhaps finally, we'll see teams that fight hard to win in every single game. And an end to the football deaths too.

3) Cleaner & Greener
Lets finally see countries actually hammering out enviroment accords that do make a difference. The world's dying, and we should do our very best to reverse that process. Climate change can, should, and must be stopped. And the only way to do that is to create a new accord with teeth to replace the toothless and dead-as-a-salted-fish Kyoto Protocol.

4) World Peace
Corny, yes, but it is after all, a time for looking forward. As improbable as it may be, I do hope, with all my heart, that the conflicts that we have all over the world come to an end. And none too late too. Gosh, I sound like a beauty pageant contestant. Bleagh.

Ah well, enough with my far-fetched hopes for 2008. Here's to wishing all of you a Happy New Year!

i heard the crickets at 12:43 pm


Thursday, December 27, 2007

With my computer's homepage being, I often see all kinds of headlines for the day. And really, all kinds of headlines. Subprime, Elections '08, NASA probes, Al Gore, Guiness World Records, NASCAR, etcetc. But this one headline caught my eye.

Beatles predate dinosaurs by 70 million years, study finds

By golly, I thought. Finally, cold-hard proof that for of all the musical brilliance of the Fab Four, they're just a bunch of old fossils. Which would make my Dad, a fan of theirs in his teens, only slightly younger than the fossils. (Still older than the dinosaurs though).

But on clicking on the link, I found (to my dismay), that I had read it wrongly. Beetles, not Beatles. Hai.

i heard the crickets at 12:38 am


Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Hurt's a funny thing. Like laughter, it's contagious.

It isn't so funny when a friend's hurt and down in the dumps. The thing is, I haven't the slightest clue what to do to help. Plenty of reasons why. Not really talking for two years is one. Another, more wild, reason could be the fact that there's this whole "I'm-too-masculine-for-this-girly-emo-thing" syndrome.

As much as many guys like to think otherwise, we're all still stuck in a time bubble when it comes to communicating feelings and emotions. There are VERY few men out there who are totally comfortable with opening up, so much so that its probably safe to say that most guys are as much a chauvinistic brooding ape-man as their cavemen ancestors were.

This syndrome doesn't help when it comes to helping friends cope with emotional pain. Quite frankly, all I can really do is brood about it as well. Which doesn't help me, or the friend in question. Which begs the question, what's a guy to do in such a situation?

i heard the crickets at 11:12 pm


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