The Great Gatsby Ambush Marketing

I told colleagues that I will be chanting "Eye of the Tiger" when I watch the Argentina vs South Korea. I love Maradona and his theatrics (at least it is off-field and not on-field like that drama papa C. Ronaldo).

Instead I started humming the Japanese Gatsby commercial song, which is modified from "I can't give you anything". Why? Because the Argentine hair is out in full glory. Heinze's dirty blond hair fanned out slow mo when the commentators were playing back the part where he clashed with Park Chu Young (the same idiot who brought you the first goal of the match with his leg, straight into his own goal).


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It was very funny. How Tevez's hair ran stiffly beside him whenever he drove the ball towards the Korean goal, was straight out of Takuya Kimura Gatsby commercial for Moving Rubber. Gatsby should endorse the entire Argentina team (and coaches) in South America.

16 June 2010 - Bloody Unbelievable Wednesday

Well, my friend saw the fantastic odds that Singapore Pools was giving for Swiss to win, she decided to go for the kill and buy. Guess what she is $65 richer now, covering her losses in believing in Italy. As for me, it was like I said, Bloody Unbelievable Wednesday.

I had to hobble home in my terrible heels. Don't buy Anna Nucci, it's crap. 2nd day, and all the rubber soles dropped. When I reached home, Swiss scored... Brudder opined that Spain must have betting against themselves. National pride be damned, the Central Bank needs the moolah. European champions of 2008 (and I checked that most of the team from that league made it to this WC team) lost to a team weakened without its best players? But I do say I admire the Swiss strategy of chionging for the goal. Pity Ivory Coast or Portugal didn't do that.

I had a bad feeling after hearing the results from the earlier 2 matches. Decided to go and zzz instead of watching Uruguay rape South Africa, given my terrible luck yesterday.

I was right.

Uruguay 3, South Africa 0.

Well done South Africa, you are going to be the first host nation that does not qualify for quarter final. I believed in the power of the vuvuzela in vain. =D Uruguay might have become deaf now from the noise but at least they go home knowing they may at least make it to quarter final, since all the Group A teams drew for their first matches. I think most teams will not be aiming for friendly draws for their second rounds.

Team Nibblez hasn't disappeared

We have been watching the World Cup, that's all. Well, I have been trying to watch of course, despite the best efforts of Singtel and Starhub. Malaysians, Indonesians, and even Africans can watch for free, we have to pay. I rather have free soccer than stupid fireworks.

Anyway, it has been very frustrating watching the Ivory Coast versus Portugal. My colleague said that Ivory Coast people should be very good at running, and that they are quite a strong team. Portugal, in my opinion, is that bunch of wayang actors from World Cup 2006. I pity the referee.

As usual, Portugal is back to their "O woe is me", roll on ground here, roll on ground there act again. Luckily the referee is a sensible man, and after he yellow-carded C.R and an Ivory Coast guy, Portugal stopped "invalid"ating themselves.


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As for the Ivory Coast team? What the fuck. If they are not clustering at the midfield like a bunch of dozy orange hens, they are showing off their dribbling skills near the goal. Just kick the gott demn ball in already, you are not trying to impress the neighbor 's kids in your backyard.

Spread out!!!

They have the hero mentality, chiong all the way to the goal, and then oops, no one else from the team is there. Only the Portuguese are there. Crap. Don't spread out and don't run together as a team with the ball.

So frustrating. If C.R and gang can stop wayanging and concentrate, they would have trashed the orange biddies over and over again.

(This is my second time trying to blog this. I cancelled the entry by mistake just now)

NWVA - Japanese Breakfast Bento

I tend to associate certain foods with certain traumatic events, such as becoming sick, and start to perversely rejecting it ever since. Just like B1 associates ikan bilis with illness, because his mom used to buy him marcaroni soup with ikan bilis when he was sick as a child. No surprise that he hates marcaroni. It's a huge pain for me sometimes because I am fond of resorting to ikan bilis and ginger as a soup stock versus boiling chicken and veggies from scratch and having to get rid of the chicken fat and guts.

I don't eat tomato ketchup with a sunny side up egg on bread. My brother once made a sandwich for me with the above composition, and I became heartily ill after that. Since then, I refuse to eat ketchup on bread, even for bratwurst mit brot.

I also don't eat raw tofu. It's disgusting, and also because I became very ill (though I don't think it is related to what I ate) after that. This is the breafast bento I had on the day I became extremely ill and was given a lovely cocktail of 4 multi-colored pills by my evil doctor. I am still a bit leery of Korean strawberries right now.

How many types of Mistresses are there?

According to the ChineseDaily article I was reading, there is now... a website for mistresses, cheated wives and cheating bastards. Apparently, it rehabilitates mistresses and attempts to guide them to a more ethical, moralistic path.

小三论坛 - 关注第三者现象，构建和谐家庭's motto is to build a harmonious family while taking the trend of acquiring mistresses into consideration. Bizarre isn't it? According to the creator of the site, there are four kinds of mistresses.

A) a woman competing with the girlfriend of a guy who is not yet married,
B) a woman who doesn't know the man is married because he hides it from her,
C) a woman who stays with a man for monetary reasons, knowing he is married,
D) a woman in love with this man (i.e. the stupidest kind who does it for free).

I read it more as the type of mistress who deserves empathy, and the type of mistress who doesn't. Perhaps the only kind who can be pitied is B, but it does take a certain lack of perception to not realise that your beloved is married.

I tried to visit the site, but there seems to be a dns error. Will try again later.