When I thought all hope was lost…
Ta-da!
Due to some terrorists bombing Jakarta, Manchester United cancelled their visit there and stay in Malaysia for an additional 4 days and played another game with the Malaysian Selection. It was unfortunate that some people died in the bombings and many got hurt. But I have to thank my lucky stars that Manchester United decided to stay in Malaysia and play an extra game rather than shoot off to the H1N1 capital of the world – Australia. If you haven’t read the Manchester United training blog entry, you should read that first. Click here to read.
We reached there about 5.30 PM. The game was scheduled to start at 8.45 PM. So we went hunting for some food.
Quite a lot of people were already there
Dawn and Fawked waiting in line.
Layzebone and Fawked.
Dawn feeling bored and cam whoring with my breast…
At 6 PM sharp the gates were opened and we went in. The seats filled up quickly. I had to sit quite far back as the front rows were all taken. While waiting for the game to start I was on the look out for people wearing rival jersey’s. This time I was not disappointed! Not only did quite a few Liverfool and ARSEnal fans turn up, the Man United fans jeered them in unison and shouts of “Buka! Buka! Buka!” could be heard. Buka means to open or remove, in this case meaning take off the rival jerseys.
Then suddenly among the chaos, I saw somebody… I couldn’t believe my eyes…
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Adebayor came to watch the game!
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Wait a sec, that’s Adebayor. So who the fuck is the other guy?
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Apparently somebody forgot to tell him Adebayor left for Man City. His Adebayor look alike look is quite out-dated.
We Malaysian’s are a really civilized lot. We didn’t kill or hang any rivals yesterday. We just boo’ed them and made fun of them. Some even made them carry up the Manchester United scarf and admit defeat. So it was all good and clean fun. Everybody looked like they enjoyed themselves thoroughly even before the game started.
This guy pops up every once in a while and starts shouting something while holding the poster and his balloon pitch fork.
Couple of guys painted their faces. I think they are from a band called Slipknot. I’m not sure, I could be wrong. I included a picture below for your comparison.
But the best face goes to no other than… Layzebone!
Somehow I feel he bought the wrong kind of paint.
FACE OFF
After waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting. Finally the teams came out for warm up. That lasted for about 30 minutes. Dawn was already complaining about her ass hurting from sitting too long. Everybody around started to stink from sweating… ahhh the smell of a packed section of the stadium. At 8.45 PM the starting line up came out and got ready for the match. Before the match started we observed a minute of silence for the lives lost in Jakarta bombings. I was a little bit disappointed because it was not total silence. For a stadium that only had about 30,000 out of 100,000 spectators the amount of hooligans making noise during the silent period was very shameful.
Manchester United starting line up.
Group photo.
Getting ready to start.
Really getting ready to start.
And it finally starts!
I didn’t take much pictures during the game. I was busy watching the game. I wasn’t about to watch the game through my 3inch LCD on my Panasonic TZ7 Digital Camera. But luckily thanks to its awesome 12X Optical Zoom, I could take better pictures than the normal digi cams.
Sir Alex Ferguson chilling out.
Wayne Rooney wasn’t on the starting line up. And on the 2nd half the fans started chanting his name and he finally came on. A few minutes after Rooney came out he had a clear chance at goal but he kicked it wide off the mark. I think he got a little frustrated or maybe somebody forgot to mention to him that this was a friendly. He ass bumped a player and that guy went flying. I swear I’ve never seen somebody fly so far after bumping into another human. He looked like a bus hit him.
The ref giving Rooney a little talking to after the incident.
Manchester United made a bunch of substitutions and so did Malaysia. But when it was time for a Malaysian player named Sabrie to make his entrance, he was welcomed by a mixture of boos and cheers and some “Why la put Sabrie?” This was almost towards the end of the game and my section had quite a good laugh cause a couple of guys behind us were real comedians. They were shouting some really funny instructions to Sabrie.
A little after that we left. The game ended 2-0. I was hoping to see about 10 goals scored in between them. But still it was better than nothing. Will have to wait for another 10 years before I get to see them play against Malaysia again. Hopefully by that time Malaysia can do a little bit better than now. At least we know they improved a bit, the last time they came we got our asses kicked six to nothing.


































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I thought you couldn’t make it?? Sudden change again? Tickets not sold out huh?
Second game not sold out. Only about 30,000 sold out of 100,000.
Thanks to me for getting there at 2pm, queing under the hot sun to get your ass a ticket.
Layzebone is God!