Showing posts with label praises be of football and food. Show all posts
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Sunday, July 11, 2010



World Cup is ending in less than 5 hours, and I'm sad. This tournament has been my life the past two weeks, after I came back from Malaysia where, surprisingly, not all matches are shown on TV1. In fact, the only time I watched the World Cup in Malaysia was during a teh-tarik supper where a match was shown on a huge projector. As soon as I came back home, though, I fell straight into the sleep-at-5am-wake-up-at-1pm routine. I've probably been worse than useless during this time, besides the usual clothes folding/ drying and sweeping. I stopped cooking nice things because I can't be bothered to plan and go out grocery shopping, so I've just stuck at cooking simple vegetable-ey dishes that we just eat with rice. It seems that I've been the most out-of-whack in my family, since I've caught all matches but one. No job or school to go to, you understand (yay), so I've made the late hours a routine.

Some nights I have to go at it alone, while everyone else sleeps, but my cousin Diyanah has stayed over a number of nights to watch matches with me, initially because my household paid through our noses to have the WC Channel (unfair of Starhub and Singtel), and then later for each other's company, when Channel 5 started showing the semis. Nothing beats watching football with family, except maybe watching football with family while having pizza, which we plan on having delivered tonight. And then the World Cup dream period will end...

I only managed to start watching WC regularly when the group stages were winding down and we were entering the Round-of-16. That, unfortunately, is why I, a connoisseur of male eye candy, didn't manage to appraise most of this year's teams. Such a waste. But I still managed to find a few gems here and there in the teams from R16 onwards, and a few durians as well. (Note: "Durians" are those specimens of the male species that don't look good at first glance, and whose taste will appeal to the palates of only a small portion of the existing human population. In this case, I am a part of that small portion of the global populace.) Spain, in my opinion, is undoubtedly the most good-looking team in the World Cup, but we mustn't forget other teams. Here are some standouts, according to Fina:

France's Yoann Gourcuff, 24
My only memory of him was him receiving a red card and being sent off, but anyone with eyes could see how really handsome he was, in the truest sense of the word. Kitted in France's royal blue, and with dark, slightly wavy hair, he looked like a romance novelist's dream; one could so easily imagine him as a French nobleman in the 1800s, in tan breeches, blue coat and silk cravat, his fashionably long-ish hair secured by a ribbon at the nape of his neck, strutting into a grand ballroom quite arrogantly as befits his high social standing. Ladies will swoon and flutter their eyelashes in his direction, but as usual he'll find them boring and silly and... I shall end the fantasy here, but you get my drift.




Spain's Fernando Torres, 26
He's the Golden Boy of football; mention his name to any warm-blooded female and they'll surely know of him. Blessed with dirty blonde hair, freckles galore and the cuteness of a week old puppy, he looks not a day over 18 (this cute button is actually 26!). Thank goodness for all of us ladies, he's decided to go for a shorter hairdo this World Cup. I always thought his long hair of the past EPL season did his face a disservice. Now he looks like the kind of boy you can bring home to mama, especially since, from what I hear, he's a good, religious boy too. One obstacle though: he's already married, and with a son to boot. Oh well. It would figure that someone like him would be snapped up already by some lucky lady.



The Netherlands' Klaas Jan Huntelaar, 27
Another young-looking dude, with a bony face that kinda reminds me of Kevin Bacon, except he's less skull-like. Admittedly, he has big teeth, but I still think there's something striking about this not-so-young man.



Slovakia's Vladimir Weiss, 21
He's not what you'd call conventionally handsome, but he has such a baby face! Literally! It's like someone photoshopped a baby's face onto his body! His big light grey eyes, smooth baby's-butt-cheek skin and bald head will make you think you're looking at a kid only 1 year old. I don't personally consider him eye candy, but he's someone worth noting for being so unique.




Germany's Mesut Özil, 22
Now here comes a "durian". People I've asked (my cousin and brother) adamantly state that he's ugly. They say he looks like a frog, or a newborn eagle baby, because his eyes looks like they're bulging. My cousin even (for comparison) said my brother looks better than him (barf!). But then there are others like me, whom I've found on the Internet, who think he looks adorable. And he is! There's just something that's attractive. Maybe it's his eyebags, or his skin, or a strange combination of all features set to attract only a select few ladies that somehow include me. But then, I've always liked the ones who are especially skillful and decent, like how Fabregas is king on the field, so masterful in the way he works the pitch, and yet has such cute stories of how hard-working and young he is (remember the Kinder Surprise and Coke story?). And how Jaebeom is spectacular in singing, rapping and dancing, yet so humble and respectful and loyal. Mesut Ozil is undeniably one of the brightest young stars to be coming out of the World Cup - the languid grace with which he handles the football and runs all over the field is exciting to watch. And he's also Muslim, which seals the deal for me. A skilled and decent man. So, so, SO unfortunate that he's engaged, to an older gal (I'm just being mean - she's only 29. But still!). But since she's converted to Islam for Özil, I can't hate her too much. She must really really like him. (Note: I really did try to pick the most flattering pictures; the last one I liked because he's smiling. How cute!)






There are others I would have initially thought should have made the list, but have some reason or other for not being there:

From the Netherlands, Robin van Persie, who seems to have suddenly turned old and unattractive, and Rafael van der Vaart, whom I used to love to watch. Especially Van der Vaart. He's sporting some patchy scruff over his jaw and played so horribly the few times he came on as a substitute, that it kind of embarassed me.

From Brazil, Kaka. Sure he's one of the better looking ones on his team, but I think he's just getting too old for those set of looks to work anymore. Maybe a little sag in the facial skin? I don't know.

From Spain, my dear Cesc Fabregas, who has been a substitute in only a few games. He played so well when he was on the field, but for the first few matches he had some horrible beard thing on his face that made him look 35 instead of 23. He's only recently shaved and returned to my cutie pie again, but it's a little too late for him to make the list. Pity =(

How Cesc looked for the most part of the World Cup.


How Cesc should have looked like for him to make the list.


From Paraguay, Roque Santa Cruz. Hotness in the EPL, but for the World Cup he sported long-ish hair that was parted in the freaking middle. The biggest of all hairstyle no-nos for men. Such a waste. You can see how obviously good-looking he could have been. Also such a pity.

His greasy look just doesn't cut it.

See how much better he looks now?



And there you have it. My thoughts on the 2010 World Cup in terms of eye candy available. Of course I may have missed out on others, or you may question my taste in men, but it's an accurate representation of what may or may not seem attractive in my eyes. Now let's go watch football and eat pizza!

fina

p.s. it's weird how over half the North Korean squad (14/23) seems to have been born between 1985 and 1990, and yet most of them look old. The '90-er especially, looks 30! It must be a conspiracy of some sort! Or my brain's just rubbish. Can't deny the latter...




Sunday, March 04, 2007

yesterday, another arsenal match, but one which made me very very happy
hahah
again with my arsenal
yesterday's match against reading was hilarious
hahah

one thing i'm embarassed to admit
was that i was a little bit unfaithful to arsenal
cos reading had this redhead player called kitson
and i just couldn't help thinking to myself," he's one handsome devil"
the term redhead doesn't do his hair justice, though
cos it was really orange
but still cute, though
but that was it, i swear
i was faithful the rest of the way
hahah

one funny instance, though, was when csec fabregas was gonne tap the ball into the net
when his foot got in the way
poor fabregas was so embarassed that he hid his face in the crook of his arm
but that wasn't all fabregas did

he accidentally scored an own goal

poor fabregas
but i don't blame him.
he was just trying to block the ball from entering between the goalposts
anyway, he did do a good job of orchestrating yesterday's play

i am very satisfied with yesterday's results
and since we're on the subject of arsenal
let me just tell you how arsenal has changed my view towards football

the way arsenal plays is just really inspiring to watch
they keep the ball on the ground instead of kicking it far and high to get it to the opponents' side of the pitch
their first touch capabilities ( i don't really know the technical term) is astounding
they can change the direction of the ball towards where they want it to go without stopping the ball
or even dribbling the ball first
the intricate plays they produce and the finesse with which they control the ball
matched with their good pace and good instinct
all makes for very, very beautiful football

oh gosh, i really am a mad fan, aren't i?
i realise that with every match i watch, i fall more and more in love with arsenal
and fabregas, i'm embarassed to admit
because my sister says he looks really cacat
but on the pitch, rawr! he's a tiger, who's really confident and masterful

hahah
i'm guessing that this is where non-arsenal fans have probably fallen asleep from boredom
but i can't help it
anyway, i'll compromise a bit on my arsenal ranting by changing the subject

before the match, my family and i went to the carousel at grand plaza hotel to have dinner
the word was that the buffet there was simply divine
so, reservations made for 6.30, we headed off to fill our bellies

and i'm telling you, we were not disappointed
first of all, the atmosphere was hip, but more relaxed than the restaurant that preceded it
the cafe vienna of old was more grand, but the buffet at the carousel had much more variety

dessert was too much to handle, with two counters
one counter had the chocolate fountain in which you dip fruits and biscuits to make choc fondue
and ice-cream with every single (normal) topping you can imagine
they even have butterscotch topping! my fave!

the other counter had
all sorts of cakes
more than a dozen different cakes and puddings
they had orange creme brulee and chocolate mousse and strawberry shortcake
however much i hate to admit, even the dessert-loving fina couldn't manage to taste every one of the desserts

that's not all
they had all sorts of different kinds of seafood
from lobster to crab, sweet clams and oysters, and sea bass and salmon
i don't eat seafood except for salmon and seabass, but even i was impressed

and sushi!
my favourite was salmon, of course
but sadly, they didn't have the crabmeat mayo that i liked
i tried sashimi
which i liked

and they had chicken rice, which is normal, with all sorts of local dishes
but they also had all kinds of pasta and roastbeef and lamb and chicken
with six types of gravy
and pie and fruits and all kinds of unusual(to me) dishes
i found that i liked minced duck and hated wasabi

needless to say, i ate until i was full to bursting
literally
a few times, i was ready to throw up
but i couldn't, nor was i able to burp properly

my sister reacted the worst to all that food though

she threw up everything in the bathroom
said she didn't have a taste for sashimi and oysters

overall, i am very satisfied( that word again) with yesterday night
i didn't waste a cent of my parents' money at the buffet
and arsenal made me proud again.

(about the other arsenal games earlier in the weak,
i don't blame them.
they're a young team just finding their footing,
and they're ladden with injuries and suspensions.
so they did just fine with what they had. =)