Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Thierry Henry : CHEAT


Extra time counting at World Cup Qualifier between Ireland and France. In front of the home nation France...a crunch game at paris. And the Irish players are breathing down their necks and causing trouble of all sorts.A Ball floated in and drops in the six yard box Thierry Henry plucks the ball with his left hand and passes it to William Gallas to score the equaliser and send france through to the world cup finals. What a disastrous way to get your qualification kapitaan? and heartbreak all over for Ireland. This is Irony at its best as the irish were the better team the whole game.

Now focus on Henry as he runs around celebrating with his team mates. I was furious to see it but was not surprised at all not even a tiny-winy bit as anybody who follows premiership would have seen similar stuff from Henry. Though my sympathies are with Robbie Keane and Co. King Henry as Arsenal fans hail him was a legend in premiership but many a times he has been that pricking rat who scores goals in the sinisterial manner. One such goal i personally remember when Thomas Sorensen GK from villa was working with his defenders on the wall..Henry cheekily places the ball in the net and scores a goal. And referee...well referee's all over the world have been always kind or afraid to the superstars. The game at 0-0 till then was won by arsenal in a cheap manner. The repurcussions...well very few remember they manner in which goal was scored all we could pick up is the scoreline and arsenal continued their unbeaten run. The 11 players in Villa + the manager would have felt godsmacked. Then there is the famous incident with Carols puyol in the 2006 world cup when henry grasps his face falls down and rolls over for a shoulder charge. Could some one nominate him for a Best Actor Award??? For all his tantrums and misdemeanor he was always forgiven and the worst part hailed as a great.


But this is an unforgivable offence and that too when clock runs down the extra time window and its a matter of two huge footballing nations. Alas!!! the sad part is here too the referee was made the scape goat by both the teams and the football associations. Its a players responsibilty  as well to play the game with in the right spirit. I hope no young kid around the world learn this as a trick and starts following henry's actions. Football is never to be played with hands unless you are goalie (lesson one in football). Am delighted and a feeling of parity restored for the very reason that Henry though has won many accolades through out his career but is devoid of a world player.The sole reason is his plastic behaviour, outside he acts like an innocent goat though he is the very jackal hiding under goat skin. As they say'What goes around Comes around", henry will for sure be on receiving end not too far.

Thierry Henry you were a Cheat and You will be a Cheat in everyones yes ............................... Good Going King Henry{middle finger}!!!



These are the words of Eric Cantona (Ex French and Manchester United Captain and Player)
"What shocked me most wasn't the handball, honestly," said Cantona.
"What shocked me most was that at the end of the match, in front of the television cameras, this player (Henry) went and sat down next to an Irish player to console him, even though he'd screwed them three minutes earlier.
"If I'd been Irish, he wouldn't have lasted three seconds."

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Tagged again

I got Tagged by Sreejith...just way to let your thoughts known across the world by some simple questions and answers...

1) A – Available/Single?
Single (The unleashed Bull) ;)
2) B – Best friend?
My Sister Shyama..no doubt about it!!
3) C – Cake or Pie?
Apple Fudge Pie
4) D – Drink of choice?
B.E.E.R, Zingaro/KF/Budweiser would be preferred. I hate whiot drinks...beer is the best.
5) E – Essential item you use every day?
Lot of them cant list them here :) (very personal)
6) F – Favorite colour?
Blue, Black, Yellow
7) G – Gummy Bears Or Worms?
None of the Above
8) H – Hometown?
Palakkad, Kerala
9) I – Indulgence?
Music..any kind preferably Rahmanic.
10) J – January or February?
February for sure...lovers month.
11) K – Kids & their names?
Not married but open for helping any Kid lover ;)
12) L – Life is incomplete without?
Friends
13) M – Marriage date?
Want it to be Feb 29th (would come only every 4 years)
14) N – Name? Your real name!!
dude..you are reading my blog..remember??
15) O – Oranges or Apples?
Oranges...especially the raw ones....spunky...
16) P – Phobias/Fears?
Am not the bravest around, but would say not afraid of anything. May be fear of losing dear ones i cant stand that.
17) Q – Quote for today?
Jeeyo aur Jeene Do!!
18) R – Reason to smile?
I dont need a reason....smile at the smallest of things(courtesy: amma)
19) S – Season?
Rainy season in Kerala, Snowy season in Columbus
20) T – Tag 3 People?
Raghu, Athira and Sriram
21) U – Unknown fact about me?
I love baby sitting
22) V – Vegetable you don’t like?
BitterGourd..yuck!!
23) W – Worst habit?
Missing important dates
24) X – X-rays?
Once when injured my Knee while a Football Match.
25) Y – Your favorite food?
A lot of them to list..i eat anything to everything.
26) Z – Zodiac sign?
LEO, 100% shuddh LEO....

Friday, November 13, 2009

Why them?

Early morning cuddling in my bed at home i was woke up by amma. I hate her for this aspect from my childhood days, half heartedly i looked at her and she looked a bit confused by all sorts.
She said "Vijeshinte achan vannittundu" (Vijesh's dad is here).
I got up from bed before i could walk up to him....he ran and came to me. A big Father's hug kept me weeping for the next few minutes or so. He kept repeating the words "Eee gathi aarkum varutharuthe ente eeshwara...ee oru praarthanaye enikku ullu" (My only prayer to god is that no body should go through the pain i am going through right now). It was the most unexpected starts to a morning where me, amma and uncle sitting on different couch's weeping at various decibel's. All for a guy who only provided fun and laughter, my dear friend Vijesh. Uncle then stood up
and walked off without saying anything....at the gate he said "Samayam kittumbol vijeshinte ammaye poi kaanu" (Whenever you find time go and meet vijesh's mom). As he walked away slowly i couldn't help noticing the big change he has been through. The long beard, his faded dhoti and dark spots all over his eyes. Rewind back 7 years one of our boorish college days he shouted at me, vijesh and sankar for being so irresponsible in our lives. Though on those days i hated that figure I wish i could get that uncle back, a strong face which wore a slight grimace, uncompromising and direct. My heart crumbles to see this person wither away in front of me little by little. As i see him off and remember that face on back of my mind he disappears into the lane.

That evening i went to meet Vijesh's Amma. A bit worried and tensed to face her Shyama voluntered to accompany me. As we rang the bell aunty came and opened the door. She was tired and all blacked out. Dark patches on her eye lashes and tears in her eyes. She looked weak with her hair all messy and in total she looked like a house being rampaged by a tornado.
She must have been crying from the day vijesh left us and infact made me wonder how sometimes we expect god to answer a silly question "Why her?". We made her sit on a chair and tried deviating the topic. But mother's you know them, how strong they act they cant digest losing their loved ones.His memories, his jokes, those mohanlal madness, his sarcastic tone to each and everything in life and time went discussing about him. And there was a slight relief as she laughed a bit here and there stopped crying.But inside me i could feel myself in a very odd position expecting all this to be a bad dream. I wanted to forget this face of aunty, i always want to see the cherubic, glowing face of hers with a default sandalwood paste on her forehead. But some strings are pulled from up above and it will be always like that.

As i reached my home i see Vijesh's brother Vineeth waiting for me. He didnt want to meet me in front of his mom and dad. The small playful boy i saw a few years back has vanished somewhere. He was acting strong though he badly needed a hug. I let him speak his mind out. He would blabber and go out of topic but he was strong willed on not to wilt. He knew his mom and dad looked upto him and he is their only hope and purpose in life. And i could just act like his big brother may be trying to provide that one drop of warmth and affection to him. But never can i step into vijesh's shoes. Or Can I? only time will tell.

Its a huge void and death tears our lives into shatters. People who are closely associated to you death becomes cruel to them. What fun does god get in crumbling a happy face? May be its all part of a big process, hundreds die daily for various reasons but when some one so near passes away we start thinking what to and what not to? May be its all a lesson for us to do something better outta our lives. Lot of unanswered questions looming in my mind and a barn full of memories on vijesh my friend, my brother. And hoping god would tell me "Of all the people Why Him?"