Passion

If anyone steps up to me and asks for the definition of the word "passion", I shall ignore my dusty and untouched dictionary, and proudly show him a video of the "Man Utd vs Chelsea, 7th November 2005" match. My god, I could hardly believe it, and I'm all bruised after countlessly pinching myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. I pinched myself last week when Man Utd lost to Boro, and again when they lost to Lille. On both ocassions I felt extremely disappointed when I realised it wasn't a dream. Today, however, thank god it isn't.

Man Utd is really a complicated club these days. There are times when you think they're purposely losing matches just to follow the script of perhaps a movie sequel for "Goal". Then, there are other times, such as today, where they remind you of the treble days. An unpredictable bunch they are, and perhaps, that is exactly why I love them. You never know what's around the corner when you're a Man Utd fan. Then again, I really hope they consolidate their win today by winning all the upcoming matches, especially the "easy" ones. It is time to scrap that unpredictability about them, and start planting fear into their opponents.

I know the girls would probably go, "Men and soccer." Well let me just say one thing, the day when soccer isn't a popular sport anymore is probably the day when women get more attention from their men. If more matches like what we saw today await us in the future, then girls, get something else to play or have fun with. An iPod perhaps?