Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Keeping The Rhythm
SMU TOUCH CARNIVAL
19 MAY 2007
0800HRS
REPUBLIC POLYTECHNIC
Just like any other morning, the dew sodden grass turned drearily with each blade as if yawning in familiar recognition of the rising sun. However normal the morning mist use to greet the familiar grounds, it was this morning, which was unusually accompanied by some quiet bustling and occasional shuffling of activity, which punctuated the otherwise usually peaceful air of a Saturday morning. This morning as it turns out…will be more than any other day…because the boys of SickPax have come to play, eager to show that SickPax pride!!
19th May 2007 – SMU Touch Carnival 2007. One of the many days of importance on 6 Pack’s annual calendar…but still, just another competition to wrap up, another bunch of teams to be sent packing (usually accompanied by broken hearts and shattered egos), another stroke on the wall, and hopefully another batch of medals to add to the trophy cabinet.
Team line-up assessment:
The Captain of “SickPax”, who despite having a slight difficulty of getting the team name spelling right, led a pack of boys with little team playing experience and dynamics to victory. Even wrought with such a grueling task, he still had the energy left in him to scale two huge mountains that very same night. Good on yeh mate!!
A highly and expertly trained specialist, hired to deliver a deadly and precise blow to a hard spotted weakness in the opposition. Or a careless mercenary simply hauled in to perform kamikaze stunts at unsuspecting allied tanks. You decide.
A little rusted and a little more sober than an Irish bartender, our Lankan friend still managed to deliver sweet punches on the score sheet.
Relatively new to the team and to a certain extent, the sport, this bloke made off fairly well with his good knowledge and skills, as well as support play. A fine addition to the ranks. Good man!
Another freshman in the SixPack school of touchdowns. Will he persevere to move himself up the hierarchy? Will the new rookie oust Terence who is presently the reigning “hot rod” who had previously ousted David “yesterday’s news” Teo, or will he have to resort to swallowing spunk and be seen in the likes of Gideon “New Urban Male (pui!)” Loh?
Only recognizable with a cloud of smoke where his head should have been. Still amazingly in shape (Yes…man with round paunch is a shape) even after a long break of mugging or smoking on torn pages from his textbooks. Easy on the stogies you fuckin’ hippie!
Possibly a distant cousin of Speedy Gonzales…nuff said.
Decisive on attack, which landed a couple of match winning tries. No movement on the ‘getting burnt’ chart which sets him well…this time.
A WONDER from two seasons ago before he had an epiphany and decided contact rugby was still his “thing”…now he WONDERS why he did such a stupid thing. However, still the phenomenal player, a great motivator, listens to the wife (moans later), and better if not being constantly over shadowed by ‘infamous swirling belly’.
Claimed that “The Shadow” needed a break….Boooring!!
An ex-warrior resurrected to fight for the SickPax Juggernaut. However, the summoning message didn’t quite sink in, as the bolts weren’t screwed tight enough, resulting in arms being dismally uncoordinated.
A threat on attack, hardworking on defense and INVINCIBLE at the gossip table.
13. GIDEON “Call toll-free 1800-HOW-TO-HICK-A-CHICK-1111” LOH
The “Legend” despite being very much over-aged (which still doesn’t seem to deter him from leering at little girls) still made his contributions in ways no other guy in SickPax will ever want to imagine…not even by a long shot! The spectator cum cheerleader of SickPax pranced around in his signature white and blue swimsuit thong, waving and punching his pompoms with celebrated conviction, lip-synching Avril Lavigne’s new hit single “Girlfriend” every time it blared over the sound system. Now that is the kind of enthusiasm and commitment our little friend here is trying to believe in, which it evidently still exists…you go girl!
Intel & surveillance from reconnaissance gathered at 0800hrs:
This carnival of ’07 mainly spotted some real muscle emerging from a couple of “old fames” and current members of the contact rugby community, as well as the usual turn outs from the SP boys and RP boys. SMU 1 & 2, were mainly comprised of some ol’school kickin’ it real, full-contact ruggers, Dan from Wanderers and a few other punters who looked like bona-fide “Please-Burn-Me” or “Burn-My-Ass-Silly” or “I’m-Just-Here-To-Get-Burnt” potentials. “The Dirty Dozen” were quickly identified to be touch players from Kent Ridge Hall of NUS, although Intel could not confirm potency at that time. SickPax surveyed their competition carefully, planned the attack in their heads in their own design, even selectively singling out the weakest links and derived a mental depiction of how best to beat those poor buggers…we’re such bastards I know. And hence the stage was set, and with a legacy and reputation at stake, a good set of arms & legs, “perve” shades, pompoms, funny suit and the works, SixPack...I mean…SickPax, bolted into action which gave way to nothing more than…a bleary start.
ROUND 1 - SICKPAX vs RP WAFFLES
RESULT - DREW
The hooter went off for the first time that morning, which saw the glassy eyed, weed swirling and beer swilling bunch wheeling reluctantly into action. Still half conscious and barely feeling their feet, the first starting 6 had some trouble getting the ball over the line with the ease they formerly possessed. Rucks were uncoordinated and messy, resulting in poor ball retention. Heavy and half hearted runs were in full swing and possibly the worst display of sub-ing ever...perhaps owing to the fact that the concept of a 'rolling substitution' was a completely new, complex, far fetched and profound ideology fit only for the debate amongst white withering professors or a never-before-heard alien concept possibly introduced to earth by accident in connection with an extraterrestrial breach only Area 51 knew to have traveled a gazillion light years from the farthest and deepest reaches of the Great Nebula in the Andromeda Galaxy to be finally blasted onto our planet by some celestial mishap. On the other hand, the RP boys seem to have fairly grasped the basic principles of this “divine” concept of sub-ing, which resulted in every RP player enjoying an equal benefit of playtime. Clearly possessing this mental advantage over SickPax, Terence from RP decided to stump one of the Neanderthals with an algebra question and hitting another senseless with the ol' "whats 1+1?" before sailing in for a try....all too easy. Fortunately, there was still time, and an equalizer was all SickPax needed. Before this revelation had the chance to travel through their immensely thick under evolved cranium...a smarter than your average Neanderthal managed to evolve so quickly beyond belief (similar to that of emerging from the primordial ooze on all fours) and performed the act of sub-ing which was immediately greeted with approving grunts and celebratory chest pounding. Not surprisingly, a try was scored right after the sub-ing was carried out. In a translated interview right after: “Sub-ing requires you to physically replace a team mate on the playing field, and usually with more gas than your opposing number, you are most likely to make past him to score a try…and then you get biggest rock and nice woman”. We will be following his career with much interest...
ROUND 2 - SICKPAX vs SMU 1
RESULT – KICKED ASS!
After settling in just after the first game, SickPax were more lubricated, clear headed and oiled, which brought them up against a seemingly more worthy opponent. SMU 1 boasted some old ringers of ACS rugby, who used to easily dispose of those caught in their path…in the contact arena. Unwavering in the face of adversity, and also in possession of some bragging rights themselves and not forgetting the fact that they were after all in Touch territory, SickPax stood their ground; hands by their sides in a ready position, eyes squinted under the glaring sun averted from each opposition number to the next, lips dry and parched from the heat building up, a negligible murmur from the spectators seemed to have started before coming to a muffled stop almost immediately, a faint buzzing derived from a horsefly just inches above one particularly rotund opposition, a slight breeze rustled past above their heads carrying what could have been befittingly a ball of tumbling weed. The next 15 minutes which ensued, saw SMU 1 attempting to run SickPax ragged through the use of long passes, short gaps and blistering pace on the wing. The SickPax defense was calm and relentless, clearly holding SMU 1 at bay for the first 5 minutes. Turnovers were utilized well with numerous attempts at the usual “USUALs” and “Xs” which were expertly employed catching the opposition well off guard. All appeared to be in perfect order as it should be, and when it felt that nothing in the wildest imagination could possibly penetrate this imperturbable force, a perversion of nature quickly shattered this once stolid state of things. It happened quite fast; one of the speedier opposition caught a member of SickPax flat on his fat belly, gave the second thought a miss and galloped off to mark their first try. No attempt was made to cut off the perpetrator. Nonetheless, it was perhaps the team’s continued composure in attack and sound defense (from that point forward), which restored the damage, to seal the final fate of SMU that day. A series of tries did follow after the atrocity, delivered and presented ceremoniously through the magical and seamless collaboration of those usual suspects from SickPax as if in a defiant reciprocation. In an interview right after: “We were simply returning the favour…we just tend to be a little bit more generous”.
ROUND 3 - SICKPAX vs THE DIRTY DOZEN
RESULT – CRASH, BOOM, BANG!
Hailing from the halls of Kent Ridge residences at NUS, this bunch possibly had a good shot in displacing us with their comparable expertise in Touch. Hence, it was down to a battle of wits and innate skill, which could well deliver us from annihilation. It was time to place the dozen on trial and assess the damage they were capable of. In unleashing our first few waves of attack, the Dozen’s defense policies were rigorously tested without compromise, as we directed strategical blows one after another at their stubborn walls of resilience. Holding this wall together with sheer determination was what appeared to be their captain (the one Intel informs as Laremy), who seem to be the only one who had the slightest inkling of what was going on. Each time having to brave SickPax’s siege of attacks, it always fell upon Laremy to tighten the weak holes in the middle and hold the disarrayed flanks together, which had its rewards on a few crucial occasions. SickPax then deployed one of their many offence tactics, which involved stretching the opposition’s defensive line with lateral movements of the ball, and picking out a tiny fragment of weakness with which to exploit. Alas, the resilient and defiant wall of Laremy could not withstand the collective attacking astuteness and prowess of the other dozen, which only proceeded to finish off the task at hand. The last 5 minutes or so saw the comprehensive defeat of The Great Wall of Laremy as remnants of the already battered wall, which still stood in hopeful optimism, were brought to the ground. In a comment right after: “Do The Dirty Dozen by any chance do mud-wrestling? Getting dirrrty…I laike! Getting a dozen dirrrty…I mucho laike!!”.
ROUND 4 - SICKPAX vs SMU 2
RESULT – TOTAL AND ABSOLUTE OBLIVION!
Another counterpart of the SMU brethren only as feebly menacing as the other, which we blithely sought to dispatch mercilessly. We do not recognise defeat, we do not have room for fear as we only thrive on it and embrace no warmth of emotion nor expose any wrinkle of weakness, as these are none but traits of the feeble flesh and of the subdued. We are an omen to our foes only as ominous as the mere whisper of our legacy. With that in mind, SickPax set out to obliterate SMU 2 on the first whistle to the last with no reprieve offered…we could only promise a quick death. As it turned out, SMU 2 could hardly carry out their plan which involved avenging the loss suffered by SMU 1 earlier, but instead made a mess of things and ended on the dead pile like any other team which crossed our path that day. Having slower and less skilful attributes than SMU 1 under their belt…it seems that their master plan had to be primarily crafted around Dan ‘The Man’ who flourished on slower and less experienced teams, as he would normally unleash scorching runs setting his opposite man ablaze. In an answer to the tool of the grand architecture, SickPax had their own devices to clamp down the raging Ferrari, mostly abiding by a fundamental principle of ‘closing down space’, which renders a prancing horse powerless without the boundless road to gallop. The plan worked without a hitch as the Frenchman was clearly stubbed out. Stopped in his tracks most of the time and denied the room required to muscle out all the horsepower, Dan was merely a Ferrari without the juice. With the evident loss of an attacking vantage, SMU resorted to tipping the scales back in their favour by stringing in another gumball, which had an uncanny resemblance to Aussie scrumhalf legend George “Georgie” Gregan (not to be confused with the other pansy-ass self proclaimed and created “The Legend”), but can be distinguished without the year round tan, a conscious neglect for the need of a playing strip and possessing a tendency to bitch. This was, unfortunately, a gun-to-the-head attempt for a come back, as the Bugatti Veyron they had hoped for turned out to be what might’ve as well been a sporadically spitting, spluttering, hissing Ford Anglia. Commonly termed as a “headless chicken”, Georgie-look-alike replicated his very own version of the term, mostly resembling a scuttling headless raptorial avian, cradling a touch ball as though excited at the fact of having laid an egg, which in it’s preoccupation, failed to register any sensation of a touch affected by Amila in a ‘chicken run’ spectacle. Dumb bird! And in an event no less than expected, SMU 2 was sent packing...without so much of a squawk. In a comment right after: “…obviously somebody has been taking the Gay Rooster joke more seriously than was intended”.
ROUND 5 - SICKPAX vs SP BURNERS
RESULT – GIDEON KISSED ASS WHILE WE KICKED ASS!
A close rivalry-relationship has always existed between the two teams; Khairul, a long time friend and veteran player of SickPax (SixPack) only took up the coaching responsibilities some years ago when SP boys decided to distinguish themselves with a separate identity apart from the more accepted contact version of the sport. Edmund from SP has also been seen in battle with SickPax (SixPack) in the memorable NTL 2006, as well as on a number of other occasions. Only this year, a new batch of recruits have seen themselves donning the colours of the team, making their debut in the STL 2007, and have been drafted nothing less than but from the same pool of talent. Even the common faces of SickPax (SixPack) such as Adam, David and some say The Shadow can claim SP as their alma mater. Always a pleasant and learning struggle, these two teams have different agendas whenever eyes are set on the common prize; Sixpack: To keep the unbroken record of wins against SP. SP Burners: To bide their time before finally beating SixPack and making history. It will be a match to shed some light on some burning questions; Has Khairul been effective in imparting his knowledge in preparing them for the big crunch and will he observe any quarter when his softer side emerges? How about the boys from SixPack playing for their school? Just how much knowledge have they managed to tap from the benefit of training with SixPack over the STL 2007 period? That leaves the defending champions, SixPack. Will they truly hold their ground against a faster and possibly fitter team who has been but train together since the beginning? The answers soon unfurled over the next 15 minutes…
The ***verdict?
And in the short span of 15 minutes, it was 4-2 in favour of SickPax!
- Record remains unbroken with SickPax trouncing their opposition once again.
- Khairul will have to reflect on the loss and rethink a new strategy for the next meeting. In the meantime, he will celebrate with SickPax on the victory and be consoled by his girlfriend.
- The SP boys will need to be more attentive during SixPack practices and apply the knowledge within the context of playing similiar super teams.
- SickPax (SixPack) still reigns as the team with the best-looking fellas.
- SickPax (SixPack) still in possession of bragging rights.
Acknowledgement: To those who made it despite how unreasonably early it was, and to those who made it happen by assembling the team and administrating the registration. To Derelyn who agreed to slug it out at the prospect of playing 3 categories that day, and mainly for just "making up the numbers on the field" as you so put it. To our mascot cum cheerleader cum supporter, Gideon for kicking it real...chic! You probably represent a beacon of hope to some random 10 year old boy who lies about going to rugby practice when he is actually going for knitting classes and reads CLEO with a flashlight under the bed covers. To the fans and spectators, for sticking around and believing in us. To those we have so gracefully and fashionably beaten...SMILE, you've been beaten by the best! To those I forgot to mention...well, you are clearly not of any significance to have been noticed or remembered, so do something already. And lastly to the haters...go f*** yourselves!
Overall it was a fun filled morning till the end, which would still have been the case even if an alternative result were to be the eventual by-product. Win or Loose, we will booze! The objectives we had set out to achieve, such as establishing an understanding with some of the new players as well as reviving the old magic with the old players, which are just as important, and have by and large been fulfilled to some reasonable extent. Basically, stay together, keep evolving and improving and we’ll see each other at the end of the tunnel…immortality, take it, it’s yours!
Monday, May 28, 2007
NTU Touch Attack
The Boolees – Capt: Adam
Boo + Yum +Kenny + Nure + Adam + Sheemah
Alan Keys – Capt: Alan
Alan + Siti K +XiangJunn + Marli + Sujan + David
Khairage Under Fire – Capt: Khairul
Khairul + Rachel + Gideon + Nad + Joshua +(one more slot)
Good luck to all teams. Hopefully there’s no need to resort to
or this...to be the 2007 NTU Touch Attack Champions.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Male Comebacks
Man: Haven't I seen you someplace before?
Woman: Yes that's why I don't go there anymore.
Man: Really? I heard it was because everyone there thinks you're slutty.
Man: Is this seat empty?
Woman: Yes, and this one will be if you sit down.
Man: Probably because you'd be on your knees greeting my crotch.
Man: Your place or mine?
Woman: Both. You go to yours, and I'll go to mine.
Man: That's cool, 'cause after I get done nailing you in the back of my car... I don't give a crap where you go.
Man: How do you like your eggs in the morning?
Woman: Unfertilized.
Man: No problem, I can always withdraw onto your face
Man: Do you want to dance?
Woman: No!
Man: I think you misheard me. I said you look fat in those pants.
My Personal Favourite
Man: If I could see you naked, I'd die happy.
Woman: If I saw you naked, I'd probably die laughing.
Man: That works for me... as long as you're still warm when I do you.
Friday, May 25, 2007
Thursday, May 24, 2007
A good excuse to do what we do
Guts still there? Lovely...
Gay Rooster
The rooster struts over to the old rooster and says, "OK, old fart, time to retire."
The old rooster replies, "Come on, you can't handle ALL these chickens. Lookwhat it's done to me. Can't you just let me have the two old hens over in the corner?"
The young rooster says, "Beat it! You're washed up and I'm taking over." The old rooster says "I'll tell you what, young stud, I'll race you around the farmhouse. Whoever wins gets exclusive domain over the entire chicken coop."
The young rooster laughs, "You know you don't stand a chance old man, so just to be fair, I'll give you a head start."
The old rooster takes off running. About 15 seconds later the young rooster takes off after him. They round the front of the farmhouse and the young rooster has closed the gap. He's already about 5 inches behind the old rooster and gaining fast. The farmer, meanwhile, is sitting on the front porch when he sees the roosters running by, one right behind the other. He grabs his shotgun and BOOM! -- he blows the young rooster to bits. The farmer sadly shakes his head,
"Damn...third gay rooster I've bought this month."
Monday, May 21, 2007
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Refection on a summer of touch
The 07 experience proved equally as humbling. Sometimes it’s hard to convince myself of the team’s successes between the summers with NTL a distant memory. Teams, like Leander’s fine wines, should improve over time so why haven’t we?
It could be argued we are a different team from NTL 06. True, we have lost some very influential players through National Service, marriage and the overpowering temptation of hairy arm pitted Taiwanese girls. However, in defence, a solid core has remained with new players drafted to fill the shoes of friends who have left. It could also be said 6 pack has suffered due to individuals contact commitments and the exam season. This is true yet unavoidable. Our team is defined by its ability to cover for members who have made equally large commitments in other areas of their lives. Regardless, the squad retains the ability to field proficient players with the potential to soundly beat our rivals any given Saturday.
The real difference is the space between our ears. Mentally we are not as fit as 6 months ago. We aspire to play every STL game with the flow displayed in NTL without maintaining the same training intensity. Obviously we fall short, frustrations arise and scapegoats needed to take the blame. Players take it upon themselves to amend our fortunes by attempting to fashion solo tries out of null opportunities breaking the flow and amassing frustrations in the process.
The pride for our team makes the ensuing backlash all the more bitter. If only our contempt remained on the sidelines. Instead mass emails fill inboxes, each disapproving sentence chipping away at already fragile morale. Ultimately we are left disillusioned, unhappy with our performances and overall standing in the league.
As highlighted after round one UWC-Bucks along with the ever dangerous, Pukeko lads would be challenging us for the title. The games against these two teams would make or break our season yet we failed to comprehend this simple fact. Unbelievably basic attendance and punctuality crippled the team even before the first touch had been made in two of these games. As a team we are notoriously slow to adapt to game tempo and generally only get going by the second half. So understand, key games start midday on the Friday, by confirming attendance, making sure you're fuelled up, hydrated, rested, then up and out with all your gear for the warm up.
However without a doubt and above all else Leander’s injury was the worst outcome of STL. The impact of having the team backbone ripped out is obvious to all and I’m positive this memoir along with our position in the league would be different had it never occurred.
Its not all bad and there is nothing here we as a team can’t fix including Leander’s knee. We’ve got a great bunch of committed new lads who are either dedicated to training or trying to get the attention of coyotes. One of the highlights of STL 07 was Edwin’s and then Derrick’s performance in the first and second UWC-Bucks games respectively. The first half 10-0 demolition of a particularly irritating SSSV6 team was extremely satisfying as was the second half, 5 try fight back against UWC-Bucks and never say die attitude in the second Pukeko game. 6 pack also has the leagues best defence and MVP in Adam.
A successful 6 pack is full of happy 6 packers. So with the league over and the pressure off lets use the forthcoming competitions to bring back the pleasure of playing for each other. Individually we need to return to the NTL way of thinking “how best can I generate a opportunity for my team to exploit,” and not “I wonder if I can burn / step that guy.”
I hope in a few months time 6 pack NTL results will put a smile on my face while I’m freezing my ass off in the paradise that is Wigan.
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Relive the NTL 2006 moments (Round 6)
Round 6 Match:
Score: 19-1
Playa of the Day: Taufiq & Leander
Taufiq ~ Opening the floodgates with 2 quick successive tries on his favoured left wing.
Leander ~ Brilliant vision and timing throughout the game. Always gaining more than 5m, creating tries
Play of the Day: One set of sharp fly defending in the 2nd half, against a King’s punch-up which gained them only 3m, using 2 touches, followed satisfyingly by a turnover.
Dick of the Day: Dick Lee ‘Keyman’ Yum Hwa
Friday, May 11, 2007
here's a mail for all. (RE: Selection Camp)
This is a mail to reconfirm the attendances for the coming ONE DAY selection camp from 9am to 7pm on 20th May 2007.
So far I have only got replies from those present on Wednesday’s training, 09/05/2007, with exception of Xiang Junn, Chia Hsien and Yum who will be unable to tag along. (correct me if I’m wrong)
Here are the details for the camp,
- about 20 bucks per person inclusive of,
1) dinner provided (most probably a buffet dinner)
2) there’s gonna be a camp tee or singlet
- venue is said to be at the Padang
Fill in if you are coming (incl size of shirt too, in XS, S, M, L…) :
1) Edmund Kuang ( S )
2) Edwin Kuang ( S )
3) Adam Chan ( M )
4)
5)
6)
7)
8)
9)
10)
11)
12)
13)
14)
15)
16)
17)
18)
19)
20)
* Please pay by Monday if possible.
** Jit, can you please inform your boys about the mail? Big thanks.
*** I NEED THE ATTENDANCE ASAP! Hopefully all by end of the week.
**** there are more than 20 slots fyi.
i assume i did send it out to all in my contacts. but if i did not, do reply me at this email address, r_madrid_zizou@hotmail.com .
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Coach Scupid
You will find this....
"Men are turning to dating coaches for game plans in tackling that dream date"
What a shocker !!!
First, they got the sexual identity wrong ("man-to-man advice"!)
then sympathies set in for our "Legendary" Batty boy to have to resort to this
Good thing 6-pack was not mentioned
Otherwise, the world will think that we are a bunch of pansies who can get no date
(click picture to enlarge)
"A bar, a bachelor and a dating coach on a Friday night."
Sounds like a .....
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Tuesday, May 08, 2007
NTU Touch Attack (check email)
Sunday, May 06, 2007
Relive the NTL 2006 moments (Round 5)
Friday, May 04, 2007
Aussie defence killing the NZ attack
However, i reckon it was down to defence that won Australia this game. Watch the 7:45min of the second half where NZ had 3 sets of 6 on the Aus tryline and yet still couldn't score!
The NZ players were clearly faster and more athletic, however it was the effective team defence from the Aussies that shut them down (notice how hard the NZ had to work in order to score). Here are my thoughts on the Australian tryline defence.
1. Two handed touches are made in front and square to the attacker
2. Retreating quickly back to the 5m to be onside
3. Not making a touch at the side and having to make one big circle in order to get back onside
3. Getting onto the outside shoulder of the person you are marking and covering your outside to prevent getting burnt (Shadow please take note i.e. UWC game)
4. Effective squeeze defence on the tryline with teammates covering if the player gets beaten by the switch or gets stepped on the inside. Triangle defence
5. Putting pressure on the attackers by not giving them too much time on the ball
6. Lots and lots of communication
Guys, we will be working on tryline defence soon and we need your co-operation to be down for the upcoming trainings cause if one person doesn't know the concept, its not gonna work.
http://www.touchnz.co.nz/video.aspx?vn=ants_2005/ants_2005_mens1sthalf&title=Mens%20Final%201st%20Half&mode=high
If that doesn't work, click on this link and click on All Nations Touch Competition 2005 Men's
http://www.touchnz.co.nz/videolist.aspx
"Tries will get you the glory BUT defense will win you the game"
quote Gideon 'The Legend' Loh
Thursday, May 03, 2007
Akan Datang: NTU Touch Attack
3pm - 9pm
NTU... duh
Women's Open/ Girls U20/ Mixed Open
2006 saw Team Quickies comprising of Leander, Hadizan, Marli, Aein, Hairul and MadNur snatching the champion's title from under the nose of Chunky Monkey
2007, we hope to see a new team emerge as worthy champs.
Check your e-mail soon for details.
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Touch World Cup '07 NZ v Aus Mixed Final
The Kiwis can't get no flow
Only 1 option left...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SmdAENCzfXw
p.s: Embedding disabled by request so can't put the vid here
The Greatest Show on Earth is almost here
September - October of 2007
Bucks Shot Down by Comeback Kings
21 April 2007
Turf City
Final Score: 7 - 3
Man-of-the-Match: Edwin Kuang
Dick-of-the-Day: Kevin 'Roids' Loo
Play-of-the-Day: Classic Khairul miss pass from middle of the pitch to Kenny at the wing, for the final try.
At high noon, two equally matched teams met to settle a long overdue account. The new and improved UWC Bucks of 2007 were made up of their regular experienced players of 2006, with an addition of youth in the form of boys from UWC. A devastating blend of experience and speed, the Bucks of 2007 were no easy pushovers and posed a serious threat especially in the first half.
Bucks drew first blood when they scored right from the kick-off with a try at the right wing, originating from a confusion between Adam and Taufiq on who was supposed to make the touch. Echoes of "Sial lah!!" reverberated throughout Turf City, when the two Mats realized their defensive error. Reeling from the initial blow, the Padang boys were slow to respond and got duly served with 2 more tries against.
At this juncture, the midday heat was beginning to take its toll on both sides and some players got naturally frustrated. Gideon was overhead screaming, "Aaaahhh... It's so hot guys, I can't take it. I'm gonna have to strip down to my
Finally, the game was sealed when the Play-of-the-Day move was finished off, coming from a patient build-up to the 5m from Khairul, Edwin and Kenny. Final score: 7-3 to 6Pack. (and minus 1 bonus point for half-nekkid Gid)
In other news, Shadowfax was nowhere to be found. It seems that high noon is not an ideal environment for a shadow to appear.
Beware of the Shadow: It is not only elusive, but also full of excuses.