guilt can break the mind down to the point of no return.
Words became flesh at 8:41 PM;
"why do i fall in love with every woman i see who shows me the least bit of attention?"
-joel barish from eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
Words became flesh at 1:28 PM;
okay. after effin months. i am back to resurrect this blog. but i don't think i'm gonna piss it with feelings and whats happening as such.
so, to start of with a welcome back shafique post, i'm gonna pen my thoughts on the man utd vs man city match last night. the match was so pulsating, plenty of goals, stupidity, individual brilliance, superb passing, retarded clearance, giggs and michael fucking owen.

i nearly shat my pants, twice while watching the epic match. first was when united allowed city back into the game with ferdinand at fault. and the other when owen scored with a poacher's effort with seconds remaining.
ben foster, standing in for van der sar in goal had a good game against tottenham last week. so, i thought maybe he can pick up where he left off. but i was wrong. carlos-ferguson-should-have-fucking-signed-him-no-matter-what-the-price-was-tevez reminded me why i hated berba and why he should be in a red jersey alongside wayne this season.

what can i say about the welsh wizard that has not already been said. giggs is man utd. giggs gave richards a torrid time on the left and laid off three assist with the last one, an outrageous defence-splitting pass like a fat kid bending over and SPLIT! okay, that does not make sense. but his performance was a joy to behold.

i pitied berba in the match more than i hate him. he tried and tried. but it didn't happen for him. and rio, i thought vidic should have at least given him a slap or something. gave the ball away in the silliest way possible and never looked like catching up with the pace of bellamy.
foster could and should have stand his ground and cover the near post. that would have given him a chance and could have made bellamy hesitate and fuck up his shot. van der sar is very much needed pronto!

the man of the moment. darren fletcher. i swear he's getting better and better with every game. his tackling and passing and runs in the box. he's getting just what he deserves cos he's a fighter. i still think that if he had played in last season's champions league final, the result could have been different. if. oh well.

that's right city. read it and weep.
Words became flesh at 10:30 AM;