Welcome Spain

Found this picture days ago, before a game during the quarters of A-Division Inter-JC football tourney.


It was also known as the Nike-Manchester United Cup back then, I think. Not sure if it's still the same name. We were one of the favourites, but bombed out at quarters. The entire team cried like hell. My coach called me Fabien Barthez, the college PE HOD called me the Black Spider, but I wanted to be Iker Casillas (see below).

So it is like a high-school reunion, if I'm shamelessly trying to play melodramatic, while watching Casillas captain the Spanish team.

Watching football/World Cup is a great joy, especially when you're rooting for your favourite team. From the list of teams I will be supporting in South Africa, only Argentina and Brazil remains in the tournament. France is pitiful, Korea is hard-breaking and England had its ego burst yet again.

I will like to include a new kid on the block. Put your hands (and Vuvuzelas) for Spain.


Ok, go Spain!