Saturday, November 03, 2007
Friday, November 02, 2007
The End Is The Beginning
There are some ways of coming to terms with defeat. Whichever process that is deemed as appropriate, such as by mutual conviction, past practice, peer pressure or simply just to be dangled over the railing by the ankles to be persuaded, the general idea is to pack all your emotional baggage (i.e anger, mistrust, hate, confusion, tiredness, anxiety, grudges, grievances, sexual deprivation) in a forgettable little box, locked away! And so it is, this belief must be embraced by even the greatest of teams;a hard brush of reality one must face and submit to unprecedented(although that shouldn't be too often).
20 October 2007 was precisely one of those days for the sport of Touch Football and Rugby Union where devotees to the exalted realms of each respective sport were overwhelmed with shock and disbelief. Two of the most celebrated teams clashed head-on with the adversary. As only one could emerge triumphant, fate had the last call and the winning teams received the nod from above, which left fans utterly destroyed and even questioning if the sport should ever continue to be played. We are of course referring to both teams which have undoubtedly lost, but conceded with grace that fateful day - The English Rose (RWC 2007) and Sixpack (NTL 2007).
On a more intimate scale, defeat concluded the season for us but had also opened a new year for one amongst us. A new 26th year. A very drunk 26th year...chiefly. For those who missed the soiree, it was a regrettable miss. However, a blow-by-blow account will be attempted for those who missed it for apparantly trustworthy reasons...and as pictures do most of the telling, we shall not deny them that...
20 October 2007 was precisely one of those days for the sport of Touch Football and Rugby Union where devotees to the exalted realms of each respective sport were overwhelmed with shock and disbelief. Two of the most celebrated teams clashed head-on with the adversary. As only one could emerge triumphant, fate had the last call and the winning teams received the nod from above, which left fans utterly destroyed and even questioning if the sport should ever continue to be played. We are of course referring to both teams which have undoubtedly lost, but conceded with grace that fateful day - The English Rose (RWC 2007) and Sixpack (NTL 2007).
On a more intimate scale, defeat concluded the season for us but had also opened a new year for one amongst us. A new 26th year. A very drunk 26th year...chiefly. For those who missed the soiree, it was a regrettable miss. However, a blow-by-blow account will be attempted for those who missed it for apparantly trustworthy reasons...and as pictures do most of the telling, we shall not deny them that...
Event: 26th Birthday Bash
Venue: Timbre
Time: 2000hrs till K.O.
Host: Gideon Loh
Theme: Rugby
Host's objective: Get lucky!
Our objective: K.O. host before midnight.
2000hrs
Little man who is clearly very big on his little theme...
Current state of subject: Eager eyes, rosy complexion,
fruity smile, peppermint breath, confident posture. Ridiculous outfit.
2030hrs
Let the intoxication begin!
2100hrs
5 shots of tequila
Subject still responds to occasional finger prodding.
2130hrs
10 shots of tequila
"Are you lost? The final is in Marseilles! Au revoir!
Hou là je parle le français??"
2200hrs
12 shots of tequila
2 pints Erdinger white
Subject losing consciousness of appropriate social decorum
and begins displaying rude signs.
2230hrs
12 shots of tequila
5 pints Erdinger white
"Sigh...I just need to find me a hottie tonight.
If only I could just find one right beside me,
I'd whip out the Ol' chinese dragon if i have to!"
2240hrs
Alas, Gideon makes his first move! Perhaps a little over eager...
2245hrs
And he tries again...but hits rock bottom.
2250hrs
"I think I need more drinks to work my mojo..."
2320hrs
12 shots of tequila
5 pints Erdinger white
1 Flaming tower
"Ok Gideon...but just one photo alright mate?"
"Alright...now just keep that big hole of a mouth to yourself!"
"Argh...get the bleedin' hell offa me you cow's backside!"
2330hrs
Subject is delusional and perception seems to be impaired.
Constantly slurring in speech, and hobbling with an unstable gait.
Experiencing high levels of hallucination.
2355hrs
12 shots of tequila
5 pints Erdinger white
1 Flaming tower
3 pints Erdinger black
Current state of subject: Flushed face, reddened eyes, reduced inhibition, hiccuping, uncharacteristic behavior, experiencing a wide range of emotion, ranging from anger, sadness, and depression to euphoria, finally leading to forceful expulsions of stomach's contents.
Objective: Accomplished!
The valuable lessons learnt...
#1 Don't drink and drive.
#2 Never be caught dead with a bunch of
conspiring friends who have or
appear to have loads of booze at their disposal on your birthday.
#3 Wear something sensible and
civilised befitting the occasion
or...serously, get a life.
As a close, Sixpack appreciates the invite for which these incriminating set of pictures would not have otherwise been possible. All done in good humour, and finally a toast to you...
Happy Birthday.
Venue: Timbre
Time: 2000hrs till K.O.
Host: Gideon Loh
Theme: Rugby
Host's objective: Get lucky!
Our objective: K.O. host before midnight.
2000hrs
Little man who is clearly very big on his little theme...Current state of subject: Eager eyes, rosy complexion,
fruity smile, peppermint breath, confident posture. Ridiculous outfit.
2030hrs
Let the intoxication begin!2100hrs
5 shots of tequilaSubject still responds to occasional finger prodding.
2130hrs
10 shots of tequila"Are you lost? The final is in Marseilles! Au revoir!
Hou là je parle le français??"
2200hrs
12 shots of tequila 2 pints Erdinger white
Subject losing consciousness of appropriate social decorum
and begins displaying rude signs.
2230hrs
12 shots of tequila 5 pints Erdinger white
"Sigh...I just need to find me a hottie tonight.
If only I could just find one right beside me,
I'd whip out the Ol' chinese dragon if i have to!"
2240hrs
Alas, Gideon makes his first move! Perhaps a little over eager...2245hrs
And he tries again...but hits rock bottom.2250hrs
"I think I need more drinks to work my mojo..."2320hrs
12 shots of tequila5 pints Erdinger white
1 Flaming tower
"Ok Gideon...but just one photo alright mate?"
"Alright...now just keep that big hole of a mouth to yourself!"
"Argh...get the bleedin' hell offa me you cow's backside!"2330hrs
Subject is delusional and perception seems to be impaired.
Constantly slurring in speech, and hobbling with an unstable gait.
Experiencing high levels of hallucination.
2355hrs
12 shots of tequila 5 pints Erdinger white
1 Flaming tower
3 pints Erdinger black
Current state of subject: Flushed face, reddened eyes, reduced inhibition, hiccuping, uncharacteristic behavior, experiencing a wide range of emotion, ranging from anger, sadness, and depression to euphoria, finally leading to forceful expulsions of stomach's contents.
Objective: Accomplished!
The valuable lessons learnt...
#1 Don't drink and drive.
#2 Never be caught dead with a bunch of
conspiring friends who have or
appear to have loads of booze at their disposal on your birthday.
#3 Wear something sensible and
civilised befitting the occasion
or...serously, get a life.
As a close, Sixpack appreciates the invite for which these incriminating set of pictures would not have otherwise been possible. All done in good humour, and finally a toast to you...
Happy Birthday.
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