KY Floorballing

牙关

2012-02-03T13:50:00.005+08:00

我从来不会像说如果时光可以倒流的这种话
因为时光如果真的可以倒流
这一切就不会那么的珍贵

如果我再也不
不能再更多的承受
痛哭之后
卻又咬紧牙关

继续漂流
继续等候

放肆

2011-06-10T16:47:00.000+08:00

就放肆爱放肆追　放肆去闯
放肆是我的信仰
再不去闯　梦想永远只会是一个梦

想太多又想太重的梦想
还不如干脆不多想
每一个邪恶的浪都会有浪花绽放
我确定边冲边欣赏
如果要我们都活在地上
偏偏我就想要飞翔
要挣脱命运捆绑　要推翻磨砺围墙
要站上巨人的肩膀

梦想永远是逆向　一路都有人阻挡
人们说的荒唐　却是我的　心中的天堂

就放肆爱　放肆追　放肆去闯
放肆的大闹一场
不能原谅　如果很多年后我还是这样
就放肆爱　放肆追　放肆去闯
放肆是我的信仰
再不去闯　梦想永远只会是一个梦想

哥伦布只要有一颗星光
就胆敢横越大西洋
我还有一把吉他　我还有一群死党
为什么还不大声唱
达尔文假设生命是战场
就让我轻易不投降
把伤痕装满手掌　把不顺装满心脏
把歌声装满肺活量

梦想永远是逆光　只有坚硬的模样
会有什么心结　什么体验　不要只猜想
就放肆爱　放肆追　放肆去闯
放肆的大闹一场
不能原谅　如果很多年后我还是这样
就放肆爱　放肆追　放肆去闯
放肆是我的信仰

再不去闯梦想永远只会是一个梦想

5 Days

2011-05-06T00:33:00.006+08:00

Day 1
Part 1 - Operation ASICS
Burned a RM400 hole to get "New Arrival" Forza Gel.

Substance over hole!

A hard dose of Yam before match! =P

Part 2 - DLDC Day 1
Hard fought victory over Hurricanes. Great match against APAC comrades.

Adrenaline rush till 3am...

Day 2
Part 1 - Div 2

Super line strategy to gain victory versus Saberz Alpha reveals lack of squad depth.

Part 2 - DLDC Day 2
Fast and furious style rushing and lost the deciding group match versus Rascals. Still far from bracing the impact!

Referee an ice hockey match which ended into a boxing match. A contender for match of my life!

Day 3 - Hurricane Match 1
Return of the golden oldies + SDT versus Hurricane. Slick team move from the oldies and a very blur hattrick. Best match for a very long long time. SDT still with the same old receiving flaw, improving though.

Day 4 - Hurricane Match 2
Big kite flying day with 8 players turning and force to play referee Pei Li. Crawled back to a draw from 4 down. Not too bad but very very drained.

Enjoyable bonding session of Laksa, Bean Curd and Soya. ^^

Day 5 - State Development Training

Totally tired. Could barely run.

Left my wallet on top of my car while in deep thought about the missing lock. Lucky that there are still good men out there who called(via my name card) and return me my wallet. THANK YOU! =D

Satisfied. Disappointed. Proud. Shocked. Fun. Tired. Drained. Fatigue. Exhausted. Grateful.

World Class Mentality

2011-04-05T09:36:00.003+08:00

We might be beaten by skills.
We might be outrun, out muscled.
Yet, the one place we shall never be beaten,unless we beat ourselves up; is the HEAD.

Belief in insufficient, live it and lead it.
Discipline & consistency makes World Class Mentality.

And World Class Mentality is the first step to become world class.
In fact, you are already world class!

The next level?
Train with the same kind of mentality!

F.A.R.E.W.E.L.L.

2011-03-23T21:58:00.002+08:00

Dear Ms Lim,

Friends we are, mates we ain't,

All I know, you gone we dead.

Reliving new life in foreign land,

Earning SGD, wah, so hao lian,

We all still take RM, so damn sienz.

Expect you to settle down when there,

Let you go first, adapt and prepare,

Look after us ok when we there.

Believe

2011-03-23T11:27:00.003+08:00

It's a start to a new season.

New objective.

New goal.

New strategies.

New team.

New leaders.

New players.

It has been a rough start. Recruitment was not great. Names were penned but faces did not showed. After a seasons or two, you tend to get use to it and move on. It's better to work within your means than to hope what might be. No point dwelling on the uncertain.

Resources were thin. 10 outfield players and 2 goalies.

Preparations were limited. Twice, if remembered correctly, the full squad (10) was available for training.

Nonetheless, constraints were even across the league. Everyone has their own pile of s.h.i.t. to handle, so no complains. Yet the schedule sucks. 4! 4 morning, 1st game out of 5. What luck!

Well. Things couldn't get any worst I guess. Except it was. And Worst soon became underrated. If having 2 lines of 5 was not bad enough, losing 2 more to Co curriculum activities was. Double the blow when your player forgot, after constant and sufficient reminder, to bring his IC... It pissed me off!!

But, no time for that. In face of adversity, rather than taming the animal, it is time to unleash it!!!

Winners win but winning does not make you a winner!

So, are you are winner? Your actions will tell.

Some were convinced, some were not.

Some were fiery and determined, some were confused and lingering.

Soon we were down by 1 and I feared the worst to be honest. Yet, despite LiveSTRONG's constant bombardment, somehow we manager to survive.

We took the beating head on, miraculously survive the mere inches and wasteful sitters, which fuel the players confidence. As the game when on, the tide switched. By the end of the 2nd period, 7 was chasing down 17. From zero shots, a handful shot on goals were mustered. And in the 3rd, the unexpected happened, we equalised!

It was a mixture of relieve, proud and happiness.

So focus was I on the match, it was then I realised we were minutes away to pulling away from an upset. And we did.

Looking back, I was very proud of the players, even if we had succumb to defeat, the attitude and reaction on court were sufficient enough to convinced me that they are truly winners. The process rather than the destination was a far more accurate assessment of what they were made of. They will make a hell of a team if they are willing to train.

The real eye opener was that I finally had a real live, first hand experience on the impact of motivation and the massive difference of believing.

The ability you thought you did not acquire.

The outcome you thought you could not achieve.

The limit which you though was your limit.

Systematic analysis was crap and logical justifications were illogical.

Believe and all shall be possible.

Question is, will you?

Breaking 50

2011-03-14T09:17:00.002+08:00

Been struggling with my free weight bench press since joining gym in May 2010. There seems to be a unbreakable barrier to break pass 50lbs. The fear of losing grip and having the squash by the weight was to fearsome to overcome. Plain frustrating.

Finally, enough was enough. And the breakthrough came.

Sunday, as usual, its chest day. Warmed up a little on the bike, headed over to the weight section, did a little 30lbs warm up. Felt good. OK! Lets face the fear and overcome it. Today!

Second round. 50lbs. Feeling good.

Third round. For the first time.. 70lbs. I feel the power~
Struggling but still very much manageable.
Now, I am tempted to entertain the unthinkable. Another stride over the newly marked limit?

OK!! But precautions first.
Adjusted the safety.
Added on the weights. 5lbs each.
Lied down with my eyes fixed on the bar.
Breathing hard in and out.
Focus. Focus. Focus.
And lift!

Yes. 80lbs for 8 reps!
A small deal for most but a great personal achievement for myself.
After nearly 10 months joining gym, a personal milestone set.
Now I am one more step closer to my 10 full chin up goal.
Let's keep on going!! ^^

Back on Track!!

2010-10-23T22:09:00.003+08:00

Back!
Back from hiatus.
Back from slump.
Back from slacking.
Back on track!!

Been out form full blast training since last year, since the start of all the niggling injuring with ankle strain then knee strain back in Nov 2009, then an severe ankle sprain this year. Not much chances for recovery with league games coming in thick and fast and went into almost every match battling the intense soreness and the urge to stop running.

Finally the league was over and after some inconsistent physiotherapy sessions, I was told only to come back when my ankle aches again.

So, after holding back the temptation of training heavier weights and running during gym sessions for almost 4 months, I am finally mentally more relief to able myself to train a little harder knowing my ankle has progress much in recovery.

Today's gym session was the longest I ever had, I was literally camping there for the whole 4 hours, reaching there around 2.50pm straight from Penang post-floorball lunch leaving around 6.30pm after cooling down and bathing.

First, I got on with my usual Saturday gym ritual of bathing and relaxing before hitting the cafeteria for a cup of coffee.

Checked my watch, still 30 mins plus before my friend would arrive and therefore decided to drill my ball control at the corner of the gym while waiting. It was rather depressing as I struggle to dribbled pass the weight turned cons obstacles, a testimony of my lack of training since turning more towards coaching. Finally, I gave up and had some fun with juggling instead.

Past 4 and still no sign of my friend, so I decided to carry on with my own training.

Today's focus - core and back and finally, my first 30 minute challenge on the treadmill since... half a year?

It was as tough as I thought it would be. My previous times few days back was hitting just past 3km in 20 minute. Since I have not been training for a long time, I tried to motivate myself what my instructor told me: Get the rhythm back first and not rushing it with speed.

In the end, it was not to bad, I maintained an average speed of 8km/h for 30 mins reaching 3.8km. Close to a month before PBIM which I am challenging myself with a 1 hour time trial for 10k, so it was good progress I guess.

Next week's target, to surpass 4.2km with and try running at 10km/h speed!
I am finally back on track!

10k in 1hr... can onot? >.<

From the Ashes We Shall Rise

2010-08-20T12:48:00.003+08:00

Do or die.

Dead we were, but from the ashes we shall rise.

Stronger and mightier.

Because we are...

SPARTANS!!

Before the revival, let me rest in peace...

活？

2010-08-04T01:30:00.002+08:00

休息可以走更长远的路，
活着可以做更多的事。

人为何而活？
为活而活？
为何活，活何谓？

为逐梦而活。
人无梦，活而无谓！
有梦而无活，何能圆梦。

活而活，梦而梦。
无梦无活，无活无梦。
活吧！

Split Second

2010-04-15T09:12:00.002+08:00

Split second of recklessness,
Split second surge of laziness,
I kept my vehicle in my lane,
and saved me from a smashed windscreen.
A split second difference!!
Phew...

Awake

2010-04-08T09:38:00.006+08:00

As a journey is almost near the end,
A new one lies ready to began.

Mountains conquered;
Miles covered,
Obstacles done and undone, again and again.

The future, uncertain;
The constraints, abundance,
Planning always seems in vain.

Headache, frustrate, afraid,
Sometimes all night awake,
Crap, all this for what sake?

For the people we can change,
For the difference we can make,
For the future we can create,
Hmmm... maybe the burden is worth to take.

A little relief, a little awake,
Yet lets not get too ahead,
As unfinished business lies await.
Step by step to take,
Maybe everything will turn out just OK. ^^

Invictus

2010-03-26T09:54:00.006+08:00

Invictus (unconquered in Latin)

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley

Such inspiring words which change the course of a nation. Dying to watch the movie. According to other sources though, the real piece that was used is the one below, also bloody inspiring.

The Man in the Arena

It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.

Theodore Roosevelt

Invictus the movie.
there is no showing already. crap.

APAC 2010: Healing the Mental Scar

2010-03-03T20:34:00.009+08:00

It has almost been a month since the man returned from his heartbreaking quest, weary he was, frustrated and shattered even much more. Recuperating physically was swift but healing the mental scar... has been slow and painful but maybe revealling...

The journey had been a long and winding ever since he strapped up the ~~stick~~ sword and ~~ball~~ shield. The first few years had been more of a learning curve, gaining experience and building confidence, all working towards the recent one, the real deal, for the cause(s). No more exposure but of expectation!

for ourselves? for each other? for the flag? or for the future?

All was not well, years of tumbling in the dog fights and hellish training have taken toll on the already fragile body. By the time the wounds healed and the aches faded, there was almost not enough opportunities to rediscover the battling touch and rebuild the crumbling confidence. The delayed in equipment parts certainly added troubles to already troubled times. As the saying goes, The Sword is the Warriors' Soul. Having to settle for someone else's gear certainly did not boosted him.

so much gear in the armoury, none of the man.

As the eve draws near, it was a strong faced mask hiding a fragile soul. The last training and the last chance to recapture the warriors' fighting spirit was to no avail. Too long has the limbs been rested, too long has the heart not pumping that hard and too frightened the man was to push the limit fearing new injuries. By the time he travelled with wings to the battlefield, all the man had was a unfit body with a timid mind holding the scattered pieces frantically together as one.

The inevitable happened inevitably.
Old wounds were fine as the tight bandages held firm, but came along new ones, on the foot. Sharp pain pierces through the nerves with every jerking move with the side of the foot banging on the ~~shoes~~ footgear, footgear that might have expired unknowing or naively as expected with such extensive usage.

the war horn blown, it is time.

Bad things suddenly took the turn for the worst. Unable to compete to becoming a casualty of war. The feeling of gazing on towards the battlefield for aside, watching companions fall one by one , fighting losing battles and having to muster every ouch of strength left to roar out, trying to motivate them was far more painful than succumbing to defeat by fighting along side them.

Ugly scenes did occur along the campaign, especially when facing defeat, even more so when the enemy gains ~~unfair~~ lucky advantage on the field. Tired minds fuels temper, tempers ignites fire resulting to bust outs. The man had exchanges with companions and even the commanding officers, his urge to fight held back by the unable physique has clouded his judgement and although he meant good, it was unwise of him speaking his mind out at difficult times. The man acknowledges that and apologized for any confrontation that might have cause unintended misunderstanding.

In the end, it was a humiliating defeat for the man and his company. The campaign was planed but unfortunately not well planned enough, or the enemy was more well prepared, or the warriors were incapable to carry out the plan, or it was everything. One thing the man knew that his time is near the end, maybe it has already ended but he refuses to accept that fact. The man also knows that his generation will continue to struggle in coming battles and it would be wise to avoid it until remedies has been taken to strengthen their position significantly.

time to call it a day?

Cowardice? Maybe, but the man like others of his generation, being forerunners, has wander down the rocky path. A path carved open through blood, sweat and disappointment of the man and his fellow comrades. A path he wishes not future comers to venture, they shouldn't share the same fate. Therefore, things must be done before they march to battle once more. A new breed of warriors must be recruited, groomed and tattooed with battle scars before thrown into the unforgiving battlefield.

The man has decide. He has now chosen his path at the crossroad, to journey towards rebuilding. He hopes that his past, sufferings and triumphs; knowledge and wisdom will be of use, past down, inherit and redefine by the upcoming crops of youngsters to build a better tomorrow and someday, maybe, emerge victorious in the battlefield and conquering the world.

He shall not fail this time.

Or at least he hopes not too...

the blood, the sweat, the disappointment.

APAC 2010: Reflection

2010-02-26T15:41:00.001+08:00

So the tale of 17 nearly men (led by 4 leaders) who set out with little hope came back as men with shattered hearts. It was a journey of hope with years of preparation within each individual capacity, all of which made this hammering blow in APAC 2010 ever more excruciating.

Regardless, it was a mammoth quest to begin with, not impossible if the belief was strong enough but there was too much fear. Oh yes, fear was looming around but there was also courage. The men understood that they have to summon every ounce of courage they had to face the giants but the will did not last long enough and at times, crumbled too easily when given a few blows here and there.

There was growth as well amidst the adversities. The men realised they lacked heart and drive and what it takes to bear the flag - they learned it the hard way. But the sacrifice was not in vain as a new culture has been born out of it and will set precedent for future generations to follow when they wander down the same road.

Siap sedia berkorban, untuk ibu pertiwi.

In the end, realisation and reflection upon oneself is essential. The men may have failed, but we must all learn why they have failed and what remedies should be taken so that future generations will not share the same fate. The horizon seemed to be looming with darkness. Perseverance is what it takes and at such a time like this, we need it ever than before. The next ray of light may just penetrate through any moment now, but before that happens, let us brave ourselves to re-align our mindsets, train harder than ever and then march out to face what lies ahead.

Semboyan telah berbunyi, menuju medan bakti.

posted at BORAK BORAK FLOORBALL
24 Feb 2010

APAC 2010: We Live to Tell the Tale

2010-02-05T10:43:00.003+08:00

We faced the Giants...
but live to tell the tale.

Intimidated?
Overwhelmed?
We barely put up a fight.

Although we managed to muster what courage is left of us and took them on for a period of time, we still eventually crumbled like a bunch of dominos.

We live to tell the tale, and we live to redeem ourselves, against another Giant.
We shall die trying... again..

APAC 2010: Slaying the Giants??

2010-02-04T11:09:00.003+08:00

Slaying the Giant??
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We shall die trying!!

I am secure.

2009-12-27T15:13:00.001+08:00

I am secure.
Am I secure?

To compromised?
To embrace adversity?

To stay firm?
To sway away?

Give an inch?
Unmoved?

Steeled heart, crunching knuckles.
The heat so needs some channeling.

One last time, I say.
And then, F off I say.

I am secure...

Sukpen: Lights Out!!!

2009-12-04T09:57:00.004+08:00

Same story...

6pm = rushing mode again.
destination = Shang Wu Primary School
mission = match referee

Bloody jam along Green Lane delaying my ETA for 30 mins.

Suit up, little warm up, into the hot zone!

But all the traveling was all in vain as TNB decides to save some electricity!!
Lights Out!!

Emergency Plan: Delayed competition for one hour in hope the lights will be back

Tick Tock Tick Tock
Time is ticking...

Haizzz...
Plain darkness.
Bo Huat, postponed.
Potong Steam wei~

Lights Out!!
Damn Sienz...

p/s: inspired by Chris's "Time Out!!" ^^

Sukpen

2009-12-02T23:07:00.003+08:00

6.10pm work time over, it's drive time!

Petrol meter, 3 slots left.
Heck it la. Rushing!

1 hour of zooming, finally at BP.
Damn, not yet start.
Starving.
Makan first.
Nasi Lemak, not to bad

Wait wait wait
Crap crap crap
Wait wait wait

Is it ever going to start?

Huh?
Extra food?
Heck it. Makan la.
Wow, filling stuffs wei~
Nasi Kandar with drumstick.

Finally started.
Crappy Sukpen opening cremony.

10pm.
Late. Rush back.

Crap, homecooking leftovers.
Eat again.
zzzzzz...

2 more days of Sukpen.
zzzzzz...

I Feel Like An Old Man

2009-11-23T09:38:00.005+08:00

I feel like an old man.

It has been a day since the grueling 21km PBIM 09, what a disappointing campaign. The primary objective was to run non-stopping until the turn like last year. This year was much shorter, 21 compared to 25, shouldn't be a problem.

It felt good after the first 10 mins and I kept on myself by breaking out from our pack of 3(Chris and Merv), but on the way up the slope, the knee starts to kick in, alerting my pain sensory. Crap. Gave in when I hit the water station on top, chilled as I walked for 200m before restarting the engine, catching up with the pack again as they overtook me while I halted.

The pain reoccurred and was getting severe. Crap. I must at least finished the first half before I stop again, I told myself. Push on and endured the pain until we arrived at the next water station and that's the end of my Bridge Run...

I didn't wanted to give up so easily at first, so I executed plan B, which was walk and run. However, I only managed to survive for 2 laps, before the pain was to much to bare as I hit 15km. Damn.

There is no way I am going to sit the bus!!
I was seriously annoyed and disappointed but my knees just seems dead. I couldn't even walk at a fast pace as any tweaking or bending on the knee would cause me hellish pain.

Finally, after nearly 2 hours of leg dragging, I managed to finished the run, still below 3 hours. Nothing worth celebrating. The much anticipated free flow Milo and 100plus just seems tasteless, damn potong steam. haiz...

Back home, all those little little routine never seems so troublesome before. Getting out of the car, changing cloths, standing up fromt the chair. Every little minor movement on the knee stuns me for a few second. Even changing body positions while sleeping makes me think twice (reminds me of my previous sun burn) Going up the stairs is by far the worst!!!

F! I feel like an old man.

Probably need to go see the doctor...

What A Week!! Sienz...

2009-10-26T12:00:00.005+08:00

A week of misfortune, suffering and despair...

First was the constant thought of survivability for the coming extra state training. Lacking of discipline in pushing myself to run every evening after work hasn't been as fruitful as I like too. Stress for the whole week.

Saturday
Mana tau, woke up late the next morning and did a near Initial-D drive up Balik Pulau, and had to clear up the stomach before suiting up for training. Super late.

Coach Ed's persistent in us delivering good passes as well as receiving was seriously a real challenge. Understanding the mechanism of the drill, do it with pace and making accurate passes via delicate anticipation and still fearing the wrath of continuously adding on push-ups for mis-passes ( I think I hit 60-80), 3 hours seemed like a life time.

At last, the one moment of satisfaction and relief as we headed out for the long forgotten taste of Balik Pulau's Laksa Lemak!!! ^^

Supposed to head out to Chris's place for a rest but decided otherwise last minutes due to inconvinience and insufficient time for resting anyways. Therefore, helped out in refereeing FireBRANDS and suffered another unusual blow. A slight sore on the knee.

Was a little fearful because you might never know whether the ligament was injured, thankfully after training the pain wore off and hopefully it stays that way!! But not before going through a hellish training.

Training was hell!
8 players on full court doing tactical runs, couldn't even run properly due to fatigue and the sore knee which at times render my leg useless as if it was already dead. Huffed and puffed and dragged the physical body through the training until the "Big Thing"(Quote Coach Ed).

3 versus 3 on a rearrange court. Loses to be awarded the honor to do 50 push-ups. Push hard for the final lap as I refusal to receive the "glory".

Played hard but fell harder.
First the left calf gave way. Ouch! Got up, pushed again.
We were on the losing side and the opponent kept attacking, refused to gave in and got sliced near the down under by Jo-Wyee's shot... OUCH!!! and stunned for 2 seconds. What the... Pushed on.
Finally, it was the left calf's turn to call it a day as well and what a place to choose, near the boards. Ouch Ouch Ouch!!

Final whistle... 50 up downs awaits. Crap~

Sunday
Tired, painful, powerless, soreness............
I was a live corpse. Climbing up the from the bed and up stairs became the challenge of the day.
Staying awake was challenge number 2 as I couldn't stay up for half and hour without feeling sleepy.
Slept after breakfast, slept after lunch.

After dinner, the much anticipated Derby of England.
Crappy stuffs from Man U, lack of drive and quality in the final ball. Got caught on the counter and Ferdinand once again got outpaced by the striker.
And Mum kept mocking from behind, tak boleh tahan, felt like giving her a hairdryer!!! Sabar......
Vidic sent off for the 3rd time against Liverpool while Mascherano followed suit for the 2nd time. What a week!!

Sienz...

The Floorballer and The Sun

2009-10-20T15:26:00.011+08:00

Once upon a time in, in mid September, four Floorballers from Penang went to KK's Pulau Manukan. Enjoying the cooling breeze and random fishes and corals while snorkeling.

As time ticks away, they got bored and tired and hungry and they were thinking of Burger King, which is a rare delicacy back home. So they decided on a bet amongst themselves that whoever catches a fish with their bare hands first, will be treated like a King with all the Burgers the other three can afford.

As they set out for their quest, creativity came pouring.
They meditated like monks and striked when the fish swam close.
They took of their cloths and tried to scoop the fish.
They even once forgo their differences and worked together as the circle the fish.

Hours of sun bathing and hand piecing, they got bored and tired and hungry and they were thinking of getting the nearest random food and they gave up.

Fair back

Little did they know that the Sun who were fond of the fishes was furious at their constant harassing of the Sun's beloved pets. As a punishment, the Sun decided ti shower them with his homemade curse. As the Sun was about to lay down his curse, one of the Floorballer's fair back was particularly irritating as it reflected the Sun's ray which was his pride. And so the Sun forgot of the other three and gave that Floorballer the full blast of the Sun Curse.

and The Sun

By the time they got home, even under the roof and in a cooling air-conditioned room, the Floorballer's RED back started felt hot and painful. Only showers in the bath room could relieve the pain but when it was time to put on the cloths again, slow twitching of the fabric onto the skin was pure torture.

As they set out for the long awaited Burger King, he realised that he could not lay his back down on any object, it was painful.

The Sun was giggling evilly as he sets and while he was waving his magic on the other side of the sphere, the Floorballer struggled in his bed to find peace. The back pain was to much to endured which forces him to sleep on his chest which was also uncomfortable which he would then turn to his back, suffering another series of pain before biting his teeth and slept with his side.

For the next few days, he was trapped in the spiral of pain. The slightest of touches or a little spark of sun ray was the worlds' worst pain. Whether is it the back sit of the car or the chair, when walking down the streets, when changing clothes, especially when doing shoulder pushing in a Floorball clinic. His back was bloody red and had transformed into a lobster.

Luckily, as days go by, to his relieve, the pain started to wear off and he was thankful for the Sun's mercy. The Sun however, was not as forgiving as he thought and was waiting to enjoy to see the Floorballer suffer the curse's side effects.

The Floorballer's skin had now turned black and his friends can barely recognised him. On top of that, his skin is constantly falling off in to shreds leaving a mess everywhere. His room needed regular sweeping more that ever as the floor was dominated by the white dead skins and whenever he changed his cloths, piles of whites will drop down. The second stage of the curse has evolved him from a lobster to a snake.

Finally, the skin changing process halted after a week. However, he is no long the fair back he used to be. He is now... not so fair back and has vowed to defeat the Sun and catch fish with his bare hands the next time he heads to the island.

"I will defeat you!!!"

The End.

it's lame. I know...

APAC 2009: Hangover Part 3 - Long Lost Vids

2009-10-16T09:24:00.009+08:00

Been organising my digi cam's memory card and guess what?
I dug out some vids which I took when we were in Pyeongtaek, Korea. Damn, really brings back all the mouth watering smell of bulgogi and the echoing in my ears. *Gee Gee Gee Gee Baby Baby* ^^

Anyway, after struggling to get myself to copy the vids to my pc and struggle again to keep it on for a couple of nights to upload it...
Here I present you...
4 vids from Korea APAC 2009!

The main purposed was of taking the vids bring back some quality stuffs to study back home.Its just such a joy to watch how the better teams play, so much fluidity in the movement of the ball and positions, offensive and defensive. Hopefully it will make me a better player. ^^

The other reason was to actually use it as a coaching material in club training but I guess it was a little too troublesome to bring all the gear over to RC. Plus, the players still need a whole drilling in a whole lot of areas before they can see the hidden values of the vids. XD

Last but not least, to share it with all of you out there. Nothing beats having a view of some not too bad floorball on the net!

I will save some breath on the explanation so enjoy the power play vids!

28 Mar 2009 Korea vs Japan 2-8
Power play by the Japs

29 Mar 2009 Japan vs Australia 9-4
Title decider, Japs' power play

29 Mar 2009 Japan vs Australia 9-4
Aussies' power play

29 Mar 2009 Japan vs Australia 9-4
Still Aussies' power play

29 Mar 2009 Japan vs Australia 9-4
Last throw of the dice, Aussie's power play and final whislte

Sucked in and stuck in the never ending period?

2009-10-12T09:49:00.012+08:00

Ever since getting involved with club management, sourcing of players has always been an unavoidable issue. Luckily, with such a resourceful and persuasive manager, the problem often gets solved every now and then.

However, the root of the problem was never eliminated. Instead the short term solution promotes a kind of "take-in-for-granted-you-need me" mentality which at times disrupts the team unity and synergy. With that in mind, securing a school and taking it under the wing of the club has always been the main agenda, which finally in mid 2009... the mission was completed.

Now, with the school as the youth academy, influx of players will no longer be an issue. Or so we thought. Next on the list seriously is even complicated than rocket science.

Title of the experiment: Optimisation of Training Efficiency.
Variables to be taken account of:
1. length of training
2. court size
3. quantity
4. quality
5. focus of training

Seriously, is there any course to sign up for this? SOS wei~ ^^

When things don't go too well... headache.
When things go too well... also headache.

Good became too good.
Too good isn't really that good.

Problems require solutions.
Yet, solutions brings along new problems.

Ah.. What am I crapping about?
Why do I even burden myself with all this?
It has been 5-6 years since I was "conned" ^^ into holding the stick and whacking the ball. Recent coffee shop sessions has got me thinking.
Reality vs Floorball... Halt? Defer? Resume?

I do not have any Spiritual attachment or obligation like most, so why am I here?

Coincidentally, Chris's recent post really struck me. What am I playing for?
Sucked in and stuck in the never ending period?

It started of with personal development. The urge of testing your potential, to improve, to excel. Something which is never ending and constantly evolving new milestones to achieve. Then came a lot the kind of self satisfaction that maybe I can be good at this with a of little pride and ego as the stimulant. A reasonable amount of it and constantly keeping it in check is just the right kind of driving factor. Haha.

Then there is my passion for coaching I guess. Something which I discovered as I played Football Manager down the years. Although my favourite clubs is still Man Utd, while in other leagues I would pick Barcelona or Inter, they are just to complete for any further improvements. I often prefer to go for other mid table clubs which has groups of promising youngsters. 2001/02 Leeds was my favourite, then there is Parma(imagine the strike force of Gilardino and Adriano), Everton and the recent Tottenham with all the England U-21s. Applying it to Floorball, the sight of seeing the juniors playing, improving weekly and occasionally shines in tournaments is just sheer satisfaction.

The sense of loyalty too holds me firm in keep me stuck in the spiral of Floorball. I never thought that I had that with me before but at times, when I looked back how a reacted and felt on certain past or recent events, I guess I really despised disloyalty. Whether it is influenced, or subconsciously, I think I feel I owe the club, the people I follow and the people who followed. Grounded by loyalty, how troublesome. Haiz.

Yet, no matter what the reason, reality is still catching up. There is no denying it. Blending reality and passion... Another piece of rocket science to be solved.
Ah...... Draining
I guess I will just have to get some sleep, get my mind straight and think of another solution.
Life is just a circle of problem solving...
First training, then fitness, then reality la.
Crap~

It has been awhile

2009-09-24T20:34:00.005+08:00

It has been awhile since I last posted...
The last one was posted in the midst of PFL 2009. (I wonder if we can still call it Penang Floorball League with the new ruling going around??)

Anyway, it was all hectic business after league. Mainly to follow up all the leftover assignments which was postponed to allowed me some extra driving minutes from work (BM) to the arena (BP). The fact that these leftover needs rushing to meet approaching deadlines really sucks.

More OT...

Was supposed to hand in a short review on the team's see saw journey in the league, but the work load was too draining making the temptation of post-work movie session even harder to overcome. Plus, with the short break from coaching, the whole body mind and soul seems to reject anything and everything to do with Floorball. To much dosage of the F-Drug and the body is starting to reject it.

Give more reasons to skip the blogging part - the sense of responsibility. The responsibility of blogging... The power and publicity of the WWW. Some small fry and turn into a big star or some tiny shit can get you into deep ship. In simple terms, look before you leap, think before you blog. It became quite a deep discussion after several controversy going around. (Lost? haha. Then you haven't been sensitive or so you haven't been privilege to be part of the gossip group. ^^)

In my terms, I call it tokkok la. But then, its pretty much true la. No matter the reason, publicity or for expression sake, lets not make enemies, so think thrice while you write. Crap, creating more work load for me, sienz. Don't write la.

Anyway, as you read the post, I am back!!
Pretty much I guess.

3 months is a hell long break, and am itching for some balls to smack, especially after the Sabah Trip with Team Unihoc. K, k, I will try, I said try and squeeze something out about the the trip. Try k? ^^

Plus October is around the corner. The hellish National Training. I must survive!! 4 months is a like a blink of an eye, APAC will be tougher being a qualifying year and the Sing's are carving to whack our asses after Korea. =.="

Must get fit ar... Haiz...

The worst of my problem is not the one on the body but rather the one on the mind. As seconds tick away, the nearer next years' league gets. I wonder whether I have enough juice for brain storm for the training drills, tactics etc etc. That aside, biggest prayer of all: everyone is on the same page! Save me all the man management crap.

Must get fit ar... Haiz...

Headaches...

2009-07-09T22:42:00.005+08:00

Headaches....
3 down, 2 to go.

So far... so good lo.
so good that it's kinda too good to be true.

The headaches and concerns prior to the game, somehow solved.
With the help of additional blessing to us and probably accidental cursing to the other part, things seems to go pretty fine.

Yeah.
Good things do happen.
Yet, along came the bad ones as well.

Headaches...
The Bad, fatigue.
Tiring wei~
Work and lack sleep, driving 80+km, 40 min of intensity.
Crap~
Jason and co down.
Z-liticos settled.
Des Sam gone.
Chris and Sarah up next.
Final stop Ed and gang.

Sweating...
Can I last...

The Worse, absentees
We are surfing on high ground, hoping to achieve an extra mile and now hit by exams and holidays.

Sad case.

Headache.
Everyone is like a body part, how can the body function effectively without a limb.
Less people = more running + less substitution = fatigue = sure kena gao gao. Crap~
Lines, strategy, objective, all scraped, rethinked and reshuffled.

Headache...

The Worst, too much "FIRE"
The team is on fire, because the heart is on fire and raring to release it on court.
Not too bad.

Too much fire, blasted the head inside out, and now they think they are Cristiano Ronaldo.
Too much fire, blasted the backside, and burst them up into the space and they start floating happily up there.

Headache...

Have to walop they skull and turn the outside back in and have to spear them down so that they got the gravity feel back before the games.

Headache...

Get your head right and get your arse back down!!

Never, never never, never, ever
UNDERESTIMATE (capped, bolded, reded, largest font)
anybody!!!

Ok. - go running... =.="

Random: The Story So Far

2009-07-06T11:33:00.003+08:00

constraints
limitations

controllable and or uncontrollable
no matter

face it we must

rawness
inexperience
balance with
boldness
aggression

give and take
scored and be scored

satisfied

++++++++++++++++++++

assumptions
reality
how different they can be

expectations
outcome
how surprising they can be

utterly inferior
pure dominance
expected

on par
turn tables
unexpected

drawbacks
fatigue
expected

consecutive
dogfight draw
unexpected

gamble
win and lose
expected

leading
break even
unexpected

more than satisfied

++++++++++++++++++++

strength
weakness
matchable

strategies
mind games
mental strength

objective set
plan in placed

drawback

crap

objective reset
plan scrambled

headache

gamble
again?

headache

Be Nice

2009-06-15T22:59:00.003+08:00

Bending it to the limit.
Mind games.
Mental strength.

Opening.
The first.

Toughest?

Hello.
Be nice people.
Make my life easy...

*the wind blew pass*

=.="

Use the Calculator!! Part II

2009-06-12T19:16:00.003+08:00

Curiosity.
A good thing?
Or a bad one?

Good cuz it shows one has the desire to understand further.
Bad cuz some ask just to ask, without any effort to do some simple self-processing first.

More importantly, comes the timing.
Ah yes.
When to ask is the key.

A good question can be a bad one when presented at a wrong time.
For instance, during a heated friendly…

Man, the intensity of the game has already gotten to you, you are trying your best to control your patience and frustrations have to endure and accept that your team is incomplete to compete with the opponent. Trying to come out with a solution for damage control and your players suddenly decide to get creative and shoot you some intelligent questions. Furthermore, backing them with some seriously brilliant arguments.

Tone was raised and irritation exposed, and answers given with huge aura membunuh...
So, here I am, not totally calm, at least calmer (impossible when you remind yourself of the incident), explaining with elaboration, fulfilling their curiosity, if they ever come across this post. And also for the great good of all those out there, who have the same curiosity and yet to find an acceptable explanations.

Oh, by the way, this is just me bursting out, no personal attack meant and acceptability is up to your own discretion.

A common scenario, your forward is constantly way too high at the opponent’s half to receive the defenders pass from your half. Ball intercepted – counter attacked.

Solution?
Request forward to drop down, at least close enough for the pass to reach.
That’s plain common sense right?
The reason?
The closer your are, the shorter distance for the ball to travel.
Other than the that, always get in front of the opponent.
What is the probability for an object to travel from point A to point B with obstacles in between?
Use your calculator!

The argument I get?
Further up front, shorter distance towards the goal, hence easier to take shot.
WTH?
No ball, no shot, no chance, no goal.
Simple.
Get the damn ball first, then only think about scoring.
It’s a process not a bypass…

At an almost similar scale, on the attacking half, the forward is drifting too far wide for the side pass to reach.

Solution?
Same.
Come closer to the strong side, more or less at the centre and again, try and get ahead of your marker.

Er…
Far wide free ma, nobody mark.

I would say it’s quite a valid point.
Yes, you will most probably be unmarked and unnoticed, yet even with Mika “Godlike” Kohonen delivering the ball personally to you, count.
2 to 3 bodies in front of you before the ball reaches you from 4 to 5 meters out, meaning the ball has to travel past how many pairs of legs, how many sticks, and what are the chances of it not getting intercepted?
Use your calculator!

This will work when:
You’re darn lucky, the ball happened to reach you when you happened to be there.
If not, your passer must damn good, so accurate he keeps finding the gaps, penetrating the obstacles.
Best is you have had zillions plus hours of repetitive training.
Or it’s a dream: 2 vs GK.

*slap slap*
Wake up.

The list gets longer…
The cause?
Lacking in brain activity?
Players just want to whack the ball, never wondering without the ball how to whack it?
They want to have the ball, never go figure how can I have a better chance of getting the ball?

Inability to adopt the fact that they are playing Floorball, not other sports(esp. football)?
Hello, please switch to BBF FM 102.26 and not Football FM 365.

A wide attacker is not a winger.
The job is not to run the flanks, beat the defender with speed or tricks and cross the ball.
The attacker in the centre is not a center forward.
The job is no to body check the centre half, hold the ball and wait for support or beat the offside trap or win a header.
That’s plain crazy.

The forward job description, like every other position is limitless.
Attacking the goal is just a general idea. General.
This applies to everything.
Techniques, tactics, set pieces, goalkeeping, blah blah blah…
Meaning there are infinite possibilities.
Flexibility and adaptability is crucial, and lacking…

Or maybe is the communication?
The inability to transfer the correct information in a proper manner at an appropriate time using the best channel?
Maybe I just like to blast out info, too much that it overloads their minds.
Like Matrix, downloaded to much floorball software into their P1 processor causing severe malfunction on court.

Or is it my crappy presentation, what they get is the movements of lips without understandable soundwave travelling into their ears, rendering the impulse sent to their brains uninterpretable?

Or something else?
Bombard me.
Enlighten me.

Dilemma

2009-06-11T00:01:00.004+08:00

To play and not to coach?
To coach and not to play?
Or to not play and not coach?

Crap!!

Discovery should come up with a new series "The Hardest Job"
Wait.
Does it even count as a "job"?
What kind of a "job" is that? That doesn't pays?
Instead, it's more like coming out with your own money...
Without any sort of return.

Crap!!

The only way out?
The way out?
Out?

Crap!!

Use The Calculator!!

2009-06-10T23:47:00.003+08:00

So, how to you feel?

Frustrated.

Why?

Because...

Because?

*blah blah blah*
Because we shouldn't lose to them that much.

We shouldn't lose to them that much? What did you expect then?

Draw? Lose less?

Draw?
Come on la.
Use the calculator!!

7/8 national/ state players vs 2/3 (-60)

Avg experience 3-4 years vs 1-2 years (-40)

Mikey as your keeper (-50)

Not having your full line (-50)

Unfit defenders back after long periods of inactivity (-20)

Your best forward is your center (-10)

Your best center is your defender (-10)

What more did I miss out?
Do we even need to add on?
We are already starting at a deficit of...
Donno, use the calculator!!

Just the first two is enough to show that they are at a different level.
The frustration is.... Unreasonable.
Wake up.
Next time, use the calculator!!

2009-05-08T12:00:00.001+08:00

Bye bye poeple.

Helloooooo PHUKET!!!

Hope the island would be peaceful and I would come back in one piece.

Hope for a H1N1-free trip and I would come back flu-less.

See when I see you people.

Spartans & Innebandiens, sharpen your weapons!!!

WHAT IS YOUR PROFESSION!!!

Silly Season

2009-05-07T14:19:00.004+08:00

Fredrik Holtz of to Storvreta.
Imagine the firepower of Mika + Ohman + Holtz combo!
Fear it!!

Imagine with Samuelsson and Kivilehto at the back!

An imagination it will remain.
Why Helsingborg?
Haiz...

Even crazier,
Tittu and Toivoneimi for AIK??
Can it really happen?

SSL is getting spicier!!

APAC 2009: Hangover Part 2 - Most Favourite One Liner

2009-04-17T23:59:00.001+08:00

Ok. Its about time we do this before the heat fades away.
The APAC Most Favourite One Liner.
The nominees are:
1. Sounds Wrong!

2. Sports Massage.

3. Swinging ***s.

4. Breakfasssss

5. Play with heart, and head.

6. Damn cold./ Cold.

7. Annyeong haseyo

8. Kamsa hamnida

9. Bup

10. Gee Gee Gee Gee Baby Baby Baby

11. Wei - Chris insist must put! Haha.

So there you go, 11 nominations. Post your votes as comments and anything you feel like adding on. Go VOTE!!!

APAC 2009: Hangover Part 1 - Awards

2009-04-16T22:13:00.011+08:00

Looking back at APAC 2009, there were a lot of memorable moments, and to capture those moments, I decided to crap about it, in simple forms...

Presenting all, APAC 2009 KY's Award.

Disclaimer: All awards are random and self-proclaim. Viewer discretion advised.

Shortest Contigent Award -Team Malaysia
Team Malaysia consists of 11 players + 1 coach out of the allowed allocation of 20 players 5 officials.
Exactly 2 lines and a goalie.
No one can afford to get injured, especially the goalie

Worst/ Best Attire Award - Team Malaysia
This is 2 sides of the coin.
It can be both.
Mas is the only team without official attired.
It was T & jeans.
At least the T was the same - but it was PFA T. XD
Thickest Feet Award - Linken
Man, the weather is super freaking cold and the guy goes around with only slippers?
Kaki hebat.
You deserve this bro!!

Best Couple Award - Guan & Kok Ee
I think this one is undisputed, have photo to prove somemore. haha.

Guan doesn't let go even if you are married. XD

Best Hair Cut Award - Kok Ee
Photo says it all.
Make #29 proud bro!

nice!!

Best Face Changing Act Award - Chris
A Chase from Aus Capt gave the man a shock of his live.
Lighting fast!!!
This one is a bit hard to explain in words.
You'll have to see it to understand it.
Haha...

Best Scandal Award - Guan & #88
"Better not watch while you are full."
I'll always remember that quote.
It's gonna take a million years to wash this away my friend. XD

Best Goal Award - Japan #9 vs Aus
By far the best goal that I can remember.
Tricky #9 kangkang two players and kangkang keeper to score.
An individual effort but still a superb goal nevertheless.

All star forward

Best Korean-Look-Alike-Award - Me
Haha.
Sorry guys, have to give myself this.
Close contenders were Guan & Term, but Term is better off with the latter award.
Myself?
The Koreans mentioned at least 2-3 times during our stay.
Even the stewardess spoke Korean to me on our flight back.
Must be the mata sepet. Haha.

Best Japanese-Look-Alike-Award - Ter Min & ????
Term is strip of the tag "Korean".
Why?
Cuz Term found his long lost brother, from Japan!!
Pictures speaks a thousand words.

Term?

Most Ridiculous Moment Award - Guan
Best Tackle Award - Guan
Best 2 Min Penalty Award - Guan
Wow!!
All three goes to Guan. Bravo
Haha.
Lets put it this way:
The most ridiculous moment was when Guan made the best tackle by sliding in to block the shot earning him the best 2 min penalty. XD

Best Goal Celebration Award - Swinging ****
Sounds wrong...
So will just keep it to ourselves. haha...

Most Repeated Word Award - Gee
Gee Gee Gee Gee Baby Baby Baby.
Man, playing it everytime during the intervals for 5 freaking days.
And got me addicted.
Crap.

Well, I am out of ideas, I'll stop Kok'ing for now.
If you disagree, or have better ideas, feel free to comment.haha.
Hope you enjoyed it.
By the way, the biggest winner was Guan. haha..

Oh, I missed one out.
APAC 2009 Most Favourite One Liner.
Posting the nominees later
I'll leave it for you guys to decide.
Do vote!!

APAC 2009: Bye Bye

2009-04-16T12:41:00.009+08:00

29 Mar
Sun
Cold
Galbi and Sports Massage

So our journey has come to an end.

7 days in Korea and playing 5 matches, we were going to say good bye tomorrow.

We somehow, by fate, ended up having our first and last dinner at the same place.
Having the same food, Galbi.
And, we celebrated our arrival and departure with a birthday as well.
First was with Coach Ed;
now it was Guan's turn.
A reward for his "tackle". - Its gonna stick for ever Guan, so does #88. hahaha...

Anyway, we were planning how to surprise Guan.
There were no cakes, just a muffin with a candle.
All the effort was put into executing the prefect prank.

Hmmm...
What prank?
Since the guy kept mumbling about sports massage, why not we give him one.
The honour went to JLo, the King of Pranks! haha.
The idea was to sneak in, surprised him and present him his present
--> JLo, the transex massager! haha.

10mins to 12.
It was time.
I volunteered to penetrate the room first, faking to borrow Kok Ee's lappy.
This would keep the door open and let the others in.

I was waiting and waiting, creating conversations and was almost out of tricks.
Man, why are they taking so long?
Apparently, JLo was trying to make some boobs. haha. Failed of course.

Finally, they were in and followed up by "Best Performaces" award - JLo the massager.
We had a good laugh. haha...

Link:eh blow la Guan.
Guan: where's my present?

JLo: tolong!!
Guan: ngek ngek ngek

insisting for a sports massage

don't mess with me!!
transformed...

wolverine???

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

30 Mar
Mon
I will miss the cold
Bye Bye

It was our 8th day in Pyeonteak and it was time to say good bye.
Good bye to the chilly weather.
Good bye to mosquitoesless nights.
Good bye to Glefloor court.
Good bye to Galbi, Bulgogi. Sobz.
Good bye to nice Coke.
Good bye to hotel breakfast, which I won't miss.
Good bye to SNSD and Gee. XD

an nyung

Looking forward to next years APAC, possible destination: Singapore or Australia.
Hopefully it will be Singapore, a more economical choice. =)
For now, we train hard and harder!!

spot the signatures: a little souvenir for Suresh.

APAC 2009: War Zone

2009-04-10T22:26:00.022+08:00

friends & foes: Aus>Ind>Jap>Kor>Mas>Sin

25 Mar
Wed
Cold.
Kamikaze

It's the first day of the tournament, and for the first time, APAC greets its participants with a opening ceremony!
All the countries were to line up and march in and waved to the crowed.

For Malaysia, it was a proud moment as we won even before our first match.
"Smallest Contingent Award" - 12(including the coach!)
"Best Attire Award" - Freestyle - the only team without uniform jacket/jersey and track suit.
Clap clap clap.

where are the rest?
back home.

freestyle - T & jeans. yeng!

Anyway, like all opening ceremonies, we had the boring speeches.
Well, I don't think I should even judge it cuz they were all in Korean and I don't understand a word. But thank you for the generous contribution, without it the tournament wouldn't be so grand.

Fast forward...
The opening ceremony performance.
The Koreans first entertained us with a traditional dance?
I think its a dance.
The performers dressed in Korean traditional attire and...
going in circles while traditional instruments are played.
I don't really know what they were doing.
Almost fell asleep as they kept on going for 10mins+

*yawn* so long wan...

Followed up by some cheeky Taekwondo dance.
It started of with some serious action and then as the tune turns into some quick tempo pop music, the performers got funny in their dance steps.
It was really entertaining.

don't mess with us!

Next, the last performance, was what I would call an "oooooooo" performance.
Inspired by Chris! haha..
The Koreans treated us with a string of sexy dance eye candy.
Ahem...
Details are spared, lets keep it that way before Linken starts knocking saying it sounds wrong!! haha...

chun? Girls Generation better!!

Kk, cut the crap.
Anyway, our game was the last on the schedule, 730pm.
It was our first, and against the hot favourites. Nippon.
The Japanese were regular World Championship Campaigners and was way superior than us in all department.
Not to mention it was 20 of them against 11 of us. Do the math.

Surprisingly, against such tough opponents, I felt pretty calm.
Maybe knowing that the outcome had already been written helps.
It just a matter of how hard can we make them work for it.
All out fellas!

In the end, it was a 14-1 loss.
A so so performance by the team but everyone worked their socks off.
Although we were chasing shadows must of the time.
The gap was to big. They were way too good.
Pass pass pass - open goal
Pass pass pass - shot on target
Linken was pretty helpless, eating all the shit as he predicted. haha.
And they did even played 100%. I think.
They looked pretty relax.
A warm game to them I guess.

My personal aim for the game was to work hard and get some body checks.
But what the hell, the Japanese were too quick and skillful.
They were quick in releasing, in dribbling and shooting.
By the time I got to my man, the ball was already gone.
They rarely get caught while holding the ball.

Seeing how the Japanses play really makes you wonder when will Malaysia reach that level.
10 years?
20 years?
Haiz...

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

26 Mar
Thur
Cold. As usual.
20 minutes

Matchday 2.
Its the day the host, Korea will entertain us.
The match was at noon, hence had time to slack.
Had breakfast.
Performed rituals.
Set.
Go!

Past experiences has shown that Korean were worthy opponents.
They are fast, strong, fit and above all, die hard!
They run and keep running until the final whistle.

Technically I don't think we were that far apart.
Tactically, well, I say they had definitely trained more than us.
We should be able to match them. I thought...

How wrong was I!!
It was all wrong from the start.
We tried to play as hard as we could,
I gave a few body checks and slashes, defending the goal with everything I could muster,
but we just kept conceding goals after goals.
Simple goals, fluke, slot goals, long shots...
What they touched just seems to turn into gold(goal)!
Every restart, the heart seems to sink deeper, we just couldn't give a response.

It was by far the worst 20 minutes of my life!
Time seems to lag down, reminding you that the period was still far from over, torturing your already sunken heart.

It was a mixture of utter relief, unbearable frustration and exploding rage when the ref ended the FIRST period.
We were down by 8 to nothing!
What the heck went wrong?!

The coaches tried to lift the spirits of the team, tell us to forget about the 1st and go in win the 2nd and 3rd period.
I think it help a little and we were a totally different team in the 2nd.
We gave the host little room to express but we ourselves only managed to squeeze in a goal.
It was a pure gift by the Koreans as they left the court empty, mistakening our corner at their end to be theirs.
I was nearest to the corner wasted no time and dispatch the pass to a charging TM who tap in the egg breaker.
It was a huge mental lift.

We fought hard in the third as well but conceded 3 as we tried for the impossible - chasing the lead.
Losing 8-0 and 8-7 is still a loss, its just a matter of goal difference.
Nothing wrong giving it a try.

In the end, it was a miserable 11-2 defeat in the hands of the Host.
To this day, there seems to be no answer for the mysterious 1st period.
Was it home advantage?
Did we let our guard down?
Were we too soft?
Or Did we rush the tempo too much?
It remains unsolved...

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

27 Mar
Fri
Still damn cold
Peak

All was forgotten, we look ahead.
Looking ahead to play with our fellow hotelmates - the Aussies.

The small Aussie squad were in good form.
Beating the host and Singapore.
Like Japan, they played really good, free flowing Floorball.
Entertaining to watch but deadly when played against.

Like Japan, the outcome seems certain for us.
It was yet again a matter pride and experience.
We'll played our very best and frustrate them as much as possible.

And we did.
We surprise the Aussies and ourselves.

We were rather discipline and executed Coach Dennis's tactics well.
Pressed high and limiting their passing opinions.
The Aussie eventually resorted to high balls which was a compliment for our hard work.

In the end, we lose but it was our best performance by far.
Everyone was discipline, stayed tight and worked hard.
It was a game with a lot of positives
The tactic worked well, we just needed more training.
Hopefully the squad will stay and the national training will continue.
With more training we'll be better.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

28 Mar
Sat
Cold. I like.
Balls or Win?

3 loses in a row, are we going to bounce back?
Well, how about today?

We got slotted for the last game again at late 7 30 pm, damn sienz.
It was a game we thought we can win.
It was against Singapore.

Singapore? Sure bo?
If it was their 1st team, a trashing is certain.
Against 15 year olds, can gua...
I wasn't completely convinced like the others.
We're gonna own them? I donno wei~

They young, fast, skillful and good.
They like to attack.
And they like to ball watch.

We definitely have a chance if we don't get too complacent.

Game on.
For once Mas started off with a bang.
We led.
1-0. A contribution by the humbly me, assisted by Mamak's apprentice, JLo.

Strike two.
We double our lead with 5 minutes on the clock. TM and Guan combo.
Then came the hellish 5 minutes.

Out of no where, the Sg boys struck back.
Two in quick succession.
I was stuned.
JLo then settled some nerves with a third for Mas.

Stay strong stay strong.
Must hold the lead to the break.
But what crap!
Almost immediately after the face off, the boys equalised again.
Damn, we can't even hold them off for 20+ sec?

What the heck went wrong?

It was sluggish, uncertain, amateurish defending.
And for once, the Coach gave us a hairdryer treatment.

No more pick up the balls!!!
Win the game!!!

It was a wake up call.
We came out more focused and determined.
The lead was restored by Sam, from a generous contribution by the author.
Which was celebrated not by ball picking(wanna kena meh?) but by lifting the goal scorer.
An act which was interpreted by the ref that I scored, swapping the assist with Sam.
Sorry Sam, it doesn't matter, as long as we win! XD

It was a huge relief.
We were not ahead again.
Leading is always way better than then trailing.
No more letting our guard down!!

I thought coming to Korea, the cold weather was good.
But the food was better.
Scoring a hattrick??
Ehem.
It's the best!!

With good fortune, unintentional thievery and nice positioning, I chipped in the third.
Again supplied by Mr. Sam T. Nice one!
I was in ecstasy!!!
Man, I have been to 2 APAC outings without a single goal, and just before the game I remember mumble to someone about not scoring. When will I get a goal?
Who knew it was today?
Not one, but two? Unofficially.
Officially, it's three. Wahaha...
You cannot understand how I felt.

The third period was a bit shaky as Sg pushed on all out.
It was a do or die for them.
It was a defend or die for us as well.
In the end, we managed to suck in tying the period 2-2.

However, like our previous win against Aus in 2007, it wasn't short of nervy moments.
Coincidentally, both games ended with us down by 4 with less than 2 minutes to spare.
Presenting the awards:
"Most Nervy Moment Award";
"Best Two Minute Award"; and
"Best Tackle Award" to.......
Guan!!! XD

Flash back of the incident:
Well, as usual, the Sg boys slick movement and passing craved open our defence.
It was a clear shooting opportunity in the centre.
As I was praying on the sidelines that he would miss or Link would save it...
Introducing... Guan!!
Who miraculously/ ridiculously SLIDE in(like a footballer) and block the shot!

Link was like what the ****!!!
But in my heart I shouted: Great block! And secretly clapped from the side.

It was a clear sent off with less than 2 minutes.
We were up by 2 but anything could happen even in 30 seconds.
Bringing back the jitters in APAC 2007 where TM did an incorrect distance.

We will never know whether that shot would have went in.
We will never know whether it was a necessary offence.
It doesn't really matter, cuz we survived!
We won!
Finally, it was a historical win for Mas.
It was the first win after we started regular national training.
At least some of the hard work paid off.
It was the first time(at least in my time) we had 2 hattrickers in a game.
One official, the true hattrick scorer, Term;
the other, also official but a thief who stole one from a teammate. haha.

sui!

Adding the icing on top, the MoM...
Teng teng teng teng....
Was me.
*Kembang*
Haha...
It was a day of first's.
First goal.
First hattrick.
First MoM.
Yes!!

The win and glory aside, there was much to reflect on the game.
We won but only because we were more tactically discipline.
Offensive wise, the boys were good.
They had pace which tired us, and skills that dazzled pass us.
But we some how stopped them while they some how missed the shots.

On the other hand, we defended collectively, holding them off.
And when they lose possession, we countered swiftly and directly
Cuz we were bad with the ball too long.
Luckily enough our offences were more effective, althougth their ball watching did made our life easier.

We won.
Against a young and inexperience opponent.
They were all technically above us all, so call Malaysis Floorball Team.
None of our 15 years olds back home is half as good as them.
It would be a surprise to see any of them making into the senior squad in the future.
And it would be a surprise to see Mas struggling against the same opponent if we ever meet again. Still, there is much gap to be closed.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

29 Mar
Sun
I like the cold.
26 to 200.

Time flies.
By the time we we realised, 4 games had been played, 1 left.
The opponent?
India.

We host them just months before in KL.
2 games in 2 days.
Won both.
Totoal goals scored, 60+ I think.
So it was a sure win game, a mere formality.
The Coaches even threaten to retire if we lose.
I personally will quit too if we lose!

A clean sheet seems to be a more worthwhile objective.
We were determine to keep that.
We would love to keep their goal scored at 1.
And personally I was looking forward to something else.
Adding 26 to their goal conceded which will add up to 200.
Man, the numbers look nice. XD

We did achieve the earlier, but fail the latter by one goal.
199. Damn, just a goal short!

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

So, our final game sums up our Asia Pacific Floorball Championship 2009, campaign.
Winning 2 games losing 3, place us at a historical standing of overall 4th/6.
Scoring and conceding 38 in the process.

The negatives:
We are still far behind in terms of... everything.
Techniques.
Our passing and receiving especially, sucks!
We cannot string up more than 5 passes to create an attack!
Often we resort to long balls or direct shot and rebound style.

Our shots are decent but can be better, especially first times and simple volleys.
We misses a bucket load of those.

Ball control as well, we just seem to lose the ball too easily.

Tactically and positioning.
Especially those of us not playing in Singapore.
These can be gain through training, but real time game play experience is still the most effective way. And we lack those in Malaysia.
However, these will have to come after mastering the techniques, cuz without it, even we get in place, we still cannot execute what we want.

Last but not least, repeated year after year; training after training....
Fitness.
We cannot compete and maintain our standards long enough to last the game.
Often in the third, we struggle to keep up with our opponents.
Haiz, people are just plain lazy to train on their own.

and Mental.
We just couldn't get into the game fast enough.
we would always get trashed for the first two games then wake up and peak in the third.
It's way to late by then, we need to get our head straight and pump the adrenaline from the first step on the court.
How to improved on that?
I really donno.
Self-hypnotism maybe?

Positives??
Hmmm....
We actually can defend pretty well when we work our socks out and stay compact.
We just need the stamina to maintain the level of competitiveness throughout the game.
Err.... other than that, I don't recall any worthwhile mentioning plus points.
Looks like we still have A LOT of work before we can really be competitive in APAC.

the miserable 12:
(from top left)TM>KY>JLo>Des>Link>Coach Dennis Kimchi
(from bottom left)Guan>Chris>KennyK>Coach Ed>SamT>Kok Ee

APAC 2009: The Free and Easy Days

2009-04-07T23:41:00.015+08:00

Well well, it has been almost a week now since I came back from Pyeong Taek, South Korea.
Haven't been able to blog about it cuz you know, have been away for a week, therefore a lot of catching up to do, with a lot of stuffs...

First, you have work. A few assignments stacking up with the boss sniffing behind. Pressure wei.
And another self-created burden, Borak. Penang Floorball League ended few days before we left and as usual, the not-so-efficient Malaysian drag things late, so had to rush some updates before the topics lose heat. However, I am pretty drained after booming up 4-5 posts, so now, its time to delegate. The rest are yours bros!! Good luck.

Distracted...

Back to APAC.
Hmmm... this would be a long recall.
Where should we start?
Hmmm... how about the day we left for KL.

21 Mar
Sat
Rainy
Down to KL

Chris, Sam and I decided to drop by at KL earlier a day before our flight to...
I don't know about them, but for me, it was to keep myself at ease. At least I know I am there earlier, and nearer to the destination. Plus, in case we need to, do some last minute shopping.

Anyways, since I needed a ride to the bus station, and to do some shopping, I headed down to Gurney around 12.

What to shop for? Nike Pro sweat shirt.
I heard is was good, blah blah blah...
How good I donno, maybe got influence by peer pressure?
I thought it would be a good idea to buy a body hugging shirt to wear on as we'll be battling in a cold country. A decision I was pretty proud of. haha..

So, we head on to Gurney's Nike and was confused.
There were at least 3 designs and more that 3 prices on each design...
Crap. WTH was going on.
In the end, after some extensive research and pestering, the truth was reveal...
The prices was determined by the arrival date.
If it is new, it would be pricier; if it is old, you'll get like max 70% discount.
I settled for the 70% cuz that's the only one that had my size although I preferred another design.
Ah what the crap, its covered up anyway!!

530pm
Board the bus and head down to KL.
Slept all the way.

1200am
Arrived at Pudu.
Had supper, a treat by Chris's dad.
The food was pretty good.
Super full. haha...

Tired, but quite awake.
Online la.
3.00am
Can't tahan already, off to bed.
Crap... No blanket and under the air con..

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

22 Mar
Sun
Hot
Flight day

Woke up late.
Free and easy day.
Hang out in the house, had breakfast, watch tv.

Lunch?
We had it at the famous Ipoh Chicken Rice which we gave up on during out last KL trip.
It was packed with people and like the high class restaurants, they actually get you seated and ordered through some high tech radio stuffs. Cool.

Food?
With three hardcore eaters, it was a feast.
Add here add there...
Chris even order extra curry mee.
Satisfying meal but with quite a hefty price by Pg standard, RM15 per person.

Evening?
The duo decided to check out IOI mall's Fitness First, so I hop in for a trial.
Nice place.
Nice facilities.
Free flow drinks. XD
And good work out.
Maybe should consider finding a gym when I'm back?
Maybe... haha... we shall see.

eh, am I bringing too much?

9.30pm
All of us met at KLIA.
Most of the team were already there but 2 more were missing, Hadfiz and Sjaiful.
I already knew ahead that Hadfiz was going to miss the tirp via Facebook, but the Captain missing as well?? The already fragile defense looks even more miserable.

From the KL training camp up till this moment, we have been dealt with severe blows by having our 4 key defenders pulling out.
What the heck!
What to do?
Life goes on la...
We'll just have to do with what we have. Haiz.

are they going onot wan? confused la...

planning the surprise, "ok, we slash 'dad' to 'coach' and 'golf' to 'floorball'. sui!"

11.55pm
So our journey begins, to the Land of the Morning Calm.
Boarded the plane, first impression... ooo... the stewardess not bad wei... haha...
Way way better than last years Perth. haha...
The service?
Superb!
Fully served all the way.
The food?
Delicious and full of variety.
Totally satisfied!

sunrise on the plane.

yummy breakfassss

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

23 Mar
Mon
Cold
The Arrival

Incheon International Airport.
Finally we arrived.
Almost 7 hours in the clouds, my butt was already aching.

arriving at Incheon

where is the bus?

We were greeted by the Hotel Manager, led us to the bus
It was another long ride, 2 hours to our stay for the next 8 days... Kyonggi Tourist Hotel which was situated in Pyeong Taek.

Kyonggi Tourist Hotel

With nothing on our schedule, we left our backs, rested for awhile and headed off to explore around while looking for lunch.

Our first stop, Korean road side snack.
It was a stall covered with some sort of tent to keep the inside cozy.
The food?
It's sort of like Korean style loh bak, a variety of fried junk food to choose from.
Which is then oil bath and served.
It was pretty nice. Maybe cuz its new to us, plus hot stuffs served in cold weather. Its dope man.
My favourite?
The fried green onion and radish(I think) soup.
Superb!

Hanguk Loh Bak?

After the appetizer, we continue in search of other food.
In the end, most of us settled for Japanese food. Weird.
Me?
Undecided and paid the price of eating alone.
They serve damn slow!

Our first food scouting, the experience?
Frustrating & helpless.
The language barrier is just... huge.
TM & Chris got cold noodles instead of hot ones.
haha...

5pm
We gather again after a short rest and...
went for a jog.
To get use of the cold air kononnya.
It was a short 15 min run, quite enjoyable. No sweat.

Dinner time, Guan and Kok Ee decided we need to had some Korea food!
And so we did.
Not after some painful communication process that ended with the shop owner "calling" for help.
We order through passing the phone.

Galbi aka Korean Beef BBQ was... super nice. And they served an amazing variety of side dishes.
Some were nice.
Some were too sour.
Some were too spicy.
Some were just plain weird.
Culture shock.

galbi + side dishes = feast!

The discovery over dinner...
Coach Dennis is a super Kimchi fan, any unfinished plate will be served to his table. haha..

It was our first day in Korea and we celebrated with a birthday!
Coach Ed turning....
Donno.
The surprise?
The guys bought the cake during free hours after lunch and pakat with Dennis.
Coach Dennis was assigned the task to unlock the door so that we can penetrate the room by surprised.

Few minutes before 12, we gathered outside the door, lighting the candle and getting ready.
Ok. Set. Hit the door bell.
Surprise!!!!

!
!!
!!!
Ed: sshhh...
Us:......

Potong steam.
Apparently Dennis was already in dreamland and it was the man we wanted to surprise that surprised us. Crap...
hahaha...

the surprise

the surpriser. we give up already!

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

24 Mar
Tues
Frezzing
Training Day

Today is our first day of Floorball action in foreign soil, our Training Session.
Pretty slacking I would say.
Jet lag kah, tired kah, the food kah, the weather kah.
I donno. Pace was pretty slow.
But it was good having training, hopefully it will get us warmed up for tomorrow's match against Japan. Sweat.

humongous!!

the battlefield

By afternoon, after training, its once again free time.
Our last one before battle commences tomorrow.

The highlight of the day was our discovery of HanYang, an English speaking Korean Traditional Food Restaurant.
It was our savior.
It was a God sent gift.
It was our food haven.
And we continue to feast there numerous times.
It was quite a distance away and slightly pricier than others, but the convenience in ordering food is just too tempting, plus the food were pretty delicious and the side dishes were more edible for tourist in my opinion.

godsend/ savior

So the free and easy days comes to and end.
By dawn, the battle begins and funny enough, our first games is against Japan, the land of the rising sun.
Tough first match wei...
As I tuck myself to bed after a full load of Korean celebrity shows, I prayed that we'll survived with a respectable scoreline...

Asia Pacific Floorball Championships 2009 Pyeongtaek, Korea

2009-03-27T21:20:00.002+08:00

Men's Match Result & Final Standings:
25 March 2009 (Wednesday)
10:00 Singapore - India 31 - 0
14:00 Korea - Australia 2 - 7
19:00 Japan - Malaysia 14 - 1(0-4,0-6,1-4)

26 March 2009 (Thursday)
11:30 India - Japan 0 - 59
14:00 Malaysia - Korea 2 - 11(0-8,1-0,1-3)
19:00 Australia - Singapore 1 - 18

27 March 2009 (Friday)
11:30 Japan - Singapore 26 - 0
14:00 Malaysia - Australia 3 - 8(0-2,2-2,1-4)
19:00 Korea - India 34 - 1

28 March 2009 (Saturday)
12:30 India - Australia 0 - 50
15:00 Korea - Japan 2 - 8
17:30 Singapore - Malaysia 5 - 7(3-3,1-3,1-1)

29 March 2009 (Sunday)
10:00 Malaysia - India 25 - 0(9-0,8-0,8-0)
12:30 Australia - Japan 4 - 9
15:00 Singapore - Korea 2 - 8

	TEAM	M	W	D	L	GF	GA	PTS
1.	Japan	5	5	0	0	116	7	10
2.	Australia	5	4	0	1	86	15	8
3.	Korea	5	3	0	2	57	19	6
4.	Malaysia	5	2	0	3	38	38	4
5.	Singapore	5	1	0	4	39	59	2
6.	India	5	0	0	5	1	199	0

2009-03-22T19:42:00.001+08:00

Fly fly and away...

Pyeongtaek

See you all in April

妈的!

2009-03-20T16:09:00.006+08:00

困难重重，突围已难，
附加这晴天霹雳，
只能顿时僵硬；
只能唉声叹气；
只能恶言脏语。

心灰意冷，
一切只能麻醉。
米已成粥，
一切已不能挽回。

恨，却无能为力；
咒，也无济于事；
只能试着抛开烦恼，勇往直前；
只能祈祷盼望，奇迹的出现。

船到桥头真的自然能直吗?

妈的!

Shit's Happening

2009-03-19T17:14:00.009+08:00

12th to 14th Mar.
Marked down on the calender.
The final test before Pyeong Taek,
Training Camp in KL.

It has been a torture, mentally going into this fixture.
Frustration.
The tale of two kite flyers.
Our main defenders Suzie & Henry C pulled out!
2 weeks before APAC and you get struck by such bad news.
What the heck!

For what ever reasons, it still pisses me off.
We were all in this.
Finally, all of us.
Finally, we had centralised training.
Finally, we trained tactics.
Finally, things were getting A BIT organised.
Finally, I felt like we were going in prepared.
And this happens.
Crap~

Wait!
This is not the end.
What is worst than missing out two key defenders against the likes of Singapore, Japan and Australia? All WFC regulars. Not to mention the host, Korea?
The worst part, I am the replacement!

Yes, you heard it right.
Kuan Yang is playing defender.
This is craps beyond infinity!!!
I bet same goes to my poor partner,
Chris.

Ok.
I did started of as a defender but that was ages ago.
Shall we say 04-05?
Well, I did had a few cameo appearance in PFL'08.
But, at the highest level in Asia?
This is to much to handle.
Every though of it chills my mind,
I can't bare to think of the shitty possibilities that's going to happened.
Man, my anticipation, my timing, my positioning, is all out.
Damn!
Shit happens, but this is a bit too much!

*Deep Breath*
Ok.
Must think of the bright side,
if not, its gonna kill me.

The bright side is:
Sure, shits definitely going to happen,
but poor poor Lin Ken,
he'll be the last one to handle all the shit,
possibly ending up walloping it all.
hahaha...

Not funny,
bad for the team,
and Link is gonna kill me.
Sorry Linky.
Haiz...
Will just have to try my best laaa.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Back to training.
Day 1.
First session was late in the evening, at UM.
It's at the outdoor court that we played few years back when we came down for the SFA cup.
Playing in the afternoon, under the hot sun, crazy stuffs.

Anyway, the first session was more of a warm up,
getting us ready for tomorrow,
and so, we played.

Our partnership debut?
Crappy.
I don't even want to go into details.

So, after dinner, we cramped at Ming Hwee's big house,
did some team bonding,
basically crapping around,
about PFL,
about how someone hurt Lin Ken's feeling.
Until the boss says,
Ok, to bed.

Day 2.
The real deal starts.
9am to 1pm at S13 Sports Plaza.
Tactical drills.
More adapting for the new role.
Crappy la.

The blow of the day,
some miscomm with the booking,
so we moved out back to UM for the evening session training.

Must be Guan and Kok Ee,
bring all the bad luck,
all the way from Singapore.
Haha...

Training continues.
More tactics,
then some free hits,
direct free hits,
corner free hits.
And, ended with game time.

Crappy stuffs,
Haiz...
Forgive me,
don't feel like recalling it.

Day 3.
Friendly.
Team Blast plus Blacks FC came down for the weekend to spar with us.
And they were early,
embarrassing.

It was quite nervy,
this is the real test in a real game for me and Chris.

In the end,
it was still crappy.

I felt we weren't really test.
Our opponents were apparently tired from travelling and came straight away for the game.
They weren't competitive.
We won,
but nothing to be proud of.
They were not in good shape,
and the goalie barely moved.

Review:
Sloppy.
Lack of communication.
Positioning need improvements.
More work.
Not enough time.

The day has not ended.
After the friendly, we continued with our training.
Tactics, tactics, tactics.

Day 4.
Final day.
Friendly again.
This time our opponent were fully rested, recharged and raring to go.
We, on the other hand, were trying out our new tactic.
Half court press.
This really gave our opponent a lot space and possession and they scored early.
We picked up late into the game, and everytime we scored, they responded.
The keeper was totally a different person. Top form.
Stopping all our shots!
In the end, a lost, a narrow one.

Review:
Still crappy.
But, some slight improvements, I think.
Still, more work to do,
but seriously, no time!!!

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

So,
the clock is ticking,
the hour is near.
3 days before our flight.

Still,
a lot of packing to do.
some last minute shopping.
need to change the currency.
And, more nightmares of whats gonna happen ahead.
Craps~

Still, I can't believe I'm playing defender.
Help!!!

Back Form Hell, Episode:??

2009-02-24T23:41:00.003+08:00

21 and 22 Feb,
It was yet again the long awaited national training.
Another 14 hours of Floorball.
Nice?
I donno. I'm confused!

Anyway, it started of with an anxious night as Link and I were anticipating Kok Ee and Guan who were coming down from Singapore. Super Gila Floorballers.
Me and Ming Hwee are already consider hebat, always driving all the way from mainland for training,
Ayer Itam,
Dalat,
Balik Pulau,
We'll be there,
but compare to these fellas?
we are nothing wei~

Anyway, back to anxious Link and I,
we were expecting them to reach Sg. Nibong around 7am and give us a call,
Link gave them his number but...
he didn't get theirs just in case,
so we were like anticipating the worst:
"What if they forgot to note down his phone?"
Do we chun chun 7 go to the bus station and ronda around? Siao wei~

So, according to Link,
he couldn't sleep the whole night, keep checking his phone. haha.
Me? Sweet dreams la, haha...

All was good, as Link woke me up around 7 and say they had arrived.
Well, good for us, but not so good for them la.
Apparently, Guan left his PSP in the bus and the bus in now back in mainland. Crap~
Called the bus driver and was going to take taxi and retrieve their possession,
but then the bus driver called back and said there was nothing there already,
Crap~
Maybe he makan it already la...
but Guan, super calm,
like nothing happened.
Cool, so we meet up with Superman Chris and had some breakfast before heading up to HELL!!

Balik Pulau.
No boards. Crap~
They are all in Dalat, Div 2 match is on.
We were all anticipating the worst,
physical training all the way.
We are all soooo dead!!!

Well, not quite... but almost,
by far the heaviest morning training.
Passing, passing, passing,

You say, passing nia ma.. easy stuff.
I say, passing nia lo, come try and see!

3 man merry-go-round pass,
round round we go,
anticlock, clockwise,
pening!
follow up by 2 man triangle pass,
pass run, pass run...

Follow up by power play and box defense,
also run up run down stuffs,
and final,
Killer senior...
really killer,
killed all my appetite for lunch.

Ah, forced myself to eat la,
if not sure die later.
Kok Ee was seriously struggling to finish his meal,
keep passing his food around.
The only thing that tasted nice was the soya bean and sugarcane.
Best drink ever!

Lunch time,
Still no sign of the boards,
more passing...

Killer pass,
aka killer junior.
Forehand, backhand, forehand backhand,
argh... cannot run already.
one and a half minutes per person, we are already half dead, how to play in APAC? haiz...

Finally the boards came late in the afternoon.
With all the boards in placed,
more power play and box defensive.

Then, counter attacking drills.
Sprint and sprint.

And for once, some attacking play ups.
Finally!
A simple one,
simple as it seems,
we all struggle to get it right,
haiz, how to be positive for Korea?

5pm, yeah, break time.
More killers before you get freedom.
Pushed all the way!!
Must push more on other days,
been slacking.

Night training,
more power play and box defense.
Then a game.
Nobody really enjoyed it. I think.
All too tired to do anything.
Even super fit Vice, Deswyn also tak boleh tahan already.
Coach seeing us already tak larat la,
ended training early.
No killers to end it, if not, seriously literally will kill us this time.
And a good meal!! to celebrate our survival for the 1st day.

Guan and Kok Ee was like on a holiday trip,
hamtam 4 dishes,
Penang food is unresistable. haha.
For Chris, Koay Cap is unresistable,
that fella ate 2 bowls,
the uncle even knows him already. haha.

Back to Link place with Guan, Kok Ee and Chris.
5 fellas cramping in his room,
the whole room is covered with beds and my sleeping bag.
We took turns to bath,
and there was endless complains and nagging...
"Wah tired la, cannat tahan liao, wanna sleep."
"Eh, why he so long. Fast la."

By the time everybody finished,
within 2 -3 minutes, the whole room goes silient.
Say wanna borak kononnya.
Haha.
I hope I didn't snore..

Morning,
another 4 hours to survived.
We survived 9 hours on Sat,
but we were all worn out,
started of the day with some crapping warm ups drills,
Coach decided to let us play,
crappy game play as well.
Tried to push myself,
for awhile la.
But struggle to keep up the pace.

Coach also frust la,
so he ended training rather early,
without the killers! Phew~
So, the have-to-up-our-body-conditioning talk and the have-to-do-self-training lecture came again.
When will we listen?
or better to put it this way,
we listened,
but when will we start disciplining ourselves to do it?!

Anyway, lunch time.
Guan and Kok Ee were already anxious about getting their laksa.
The taste was still in their mind since they last came.
And no kidding,
Balik Pulau Laksa Lemak is pretty good,
I hantam 2 bowls myself.

So another 2 days of hell,
came out alive,
but disappointing performance la.
More treadmill sessions at home, will more inclines!

Before that, a long way home...
Reach home safe but seriously sleep along the way.

Final test in Mar, 12,13,14 and 15.
4 days of team bonding in MSN Bukit Jalil.
And after that,
Korea!
24-29 Mar.

Must up the endurance!!

The Center

2009-02-18T17:06:00.004+08:00

“得中场者得天下”

football and floorball alike,

"Who controls the center, controls the match"

something we might learn in an instant,

but

take a lifetime to master.

we all still have much to learn.

Dirty Job

2009-02-12T21:36:00.007+08:00

Well, not really accurate to call it a dirty job,
but if not handled well,
scenes get dirty;
spectators becomes noisy.
Worst case?
All hell break lose,
it gets ugly.

We don't want that,
so you have the man,
with the most powerful weapon,
the whistle.

It might be small,
but one requires ability in abundance to wield it.

48 pages of raw knowledge,
confusing and debatable;

Never ending experience,
the more the better;

Superman reaction,
split second decision-making;

Mental mesti kuat!
ignore all the kayu jeer.

And the list gets longer as it goes...

Tough job.
Who is interested?
Go do some reading. <---

Who don't wanna kena on the day?
Go do some reading also. <---

Thank you!!

CNY Random

2009-02-05T23:25:00.004+08:00

CNY has been mark off with several negatives. But when you turn around a take a different perspective at things, there appears to be some positives admist. Funny.

The famous dog bite on day 2, brought pain and blood but just maybe, MAYBE... it might bring some good fortune? Deferred positivity. haha. Definitely looking forward to it!

Missing out some appointments with my friends was rather disappointing but guess what, I get to play FM, finally, for consecutive hours and days. And finish a season. Took a lot of time cuz my gear suck, super f'king slow!! Now I'm in dilemma whether to continue with the second season...

No floorball really sucks. Really really really damn sienz. Getting really unfit because I serious lack discipline to get onto the threadmill to work on some miles. Especially during CNY, so many food to eat, TV to watch, events to attend and Movies to watch!!! Who is crazy enough to waste time sweating? Mental super tak kuat.

Scarficing fitness, for the sake of entertainment and leisure. Sure gonna payback in APAC. Crap~

Then there is the steamboat. Darn. I hard another one at day 4 with my pals. Countless steamboat and reckless eating resulted to ulcers. Pain with the slightest tweak on the muscles. Now I have to chew every mouth at a small proportion with the slowest chewing of my life!

Having pride on my speed on the table, I am now the last in every meal, with all eye on me.

However, the chewing has brought new experience with food. For long I have been gobbling in my meals trying to get it done asap, I lost the joy in food tasting. This pass week, I have regular food has gave new taste to my taste buds. Even daily econ rice taste different when you work on every bite and chew correctly and wholeheartedly. It was an accidentally experience while trying hard to inflict minimal pain to the wound. haha.

Now, I am heal and back to the wallop everything mode, messing up with my food.I kind of miss the suffering days. No pain no gain huh? Maybe I need to slow down a bit to savor things I chew once in a while, gain some enjoyment without pain, please.

Eat to live. Live to eat. My my.. tough choice.

CNY Report

2009-01-29T21:42:00.006+08:00

Chinese New Year. Another really unfit festive season to celebrate after the already unfit Christmas week packed together between weekends and other public holidays. Almost full 10 days of slacking around and pumping the stomach with unfit food. Crap~ I need to get out of the room!

CNY has been more less celebrated as I grew. It has become a time for rest, slack and get lazy away from the hectic working stress on normal days. It is also a nice time to do some catching up when all my old mates are back home as well. I miss schooling days! Who doesn't?

Anyway, CNY always start with mum's annually cooking spree. She only cooks during CNY where no hawker is crazy enough to sell you econ rice! Since we bought the electronic steamboat... thing.(how to you call that, hmmm...)

It is a very convinient invention I say, no need to prepare the carcoal, like the traditional ways, just throw eveything in it, let it boil, and lets makan. If you think our steamboat session is cool, well, not quite. It is full of vege.. all greenish stuffs, and loads of different kinds of mushrooms. And thankfully, some meat. It is not to say that bad, if you have it once in awhile, but imagine 2 times a day for 2-3 days, and not to mention you have be the vacum cleaner. I literally hantam everything until the "boat" is empty everytime. I feel like exploding!!!

Steamboat makan session has become a tradition with the acquisition of the electronic utensil, but going down to SP on the second day of CNY has been there since my birth as far as I can recall. Basically, mum is from SP, grandma and majority of the relatives are staying there as well, so we have a reunion there annually. Never miss it. Guess whats on menu? Steamboat. =.="

SP's steamboat is not too bad la, at least there is more meat, and other unhealthy ingredrients which are restricted during normal days. Why unhealthy food always test best. haiz. Not forgetting the reunion, we get to meet our cousins at least once a year during the trip but then we never was that close with most of them as we stay far out of each others' radar. (or maybe it's just me) However, I do enjoy spending time with one of my cousin, basically we share the same interest, I guess. Football, FM, manga, games... all the boys stuffs. We might be stone to others but we crap, we really crap a lot.

The day sums up with me seeing red. Red? Red sound good during CNY don't they? Bring luck. Ong! They say. Not for me. Red for blood. My hand got itchy seeing my cousins dog sitting quitely and rather tamely across the door, so I though of give the dog a nice tap on the head. What the hell! My hand barely cross the door when the damn dog bit me, luckily my reflexs were fast, got my hand back as soon as it completed its bite, got a minor scratch between my fingers.

What luck huh? I'm still waiting to see wear seeing red really brings me luck this year, cuz I'm pissed off with the pain and antibiotics and the muscle aching of the tetanus. Crap~ what a way to start a new lunar year. haha...

4th day of CNY, supposedly to be back to work but we're given the opition to opt for 2 days leave and stretch our holiday to Feb, since everybody opted to do so, no point going to the office alone. So, I continue with my CNY tradition, visiting our primary school class teacher. We have been carrying out this tradition since we graduated from primary school and have always been an event I look forward to every year. It is always nice to get along with school mates which majority of them are also secondary schoolmates and do some catching up and old times crapping.

Although we try and get everybody to atend but because nobody wants to really organise it especially when we are into our final years and careers now, it has become more random so I think it is quite an achievement to get 16-17 fellas annually.

Well, the days are counting, friends are going off one by one, back to daily boring routines, work, and regular floorball! And the most important thing for now, get back to healthy and fit ways of life, stay away from snacks and Sandy(tempting stuffs) and get on the threadmill more. Crap~ Before it ends, get myself out of the room, head out, watch some movies, some nice flicks recently, hopefully I can settle as much movies as possible.

The only regreat is we haVe only 24 hours a day and 8 are dedicated to sleep and that the human body and mind have flaws, it gets tired and it forgets. Wanted to meet up and supposed to meet up with some friends and buddies but I forgotten about one, and couldn't make to a few cuz I was occupied with others. I even bumped into one today, all the memories just kept pouring back. I'm getting so nostalgic. Crap~

So long no see already, I miss those old days, may it be schooling days or hostel days, they were the best, I so wanna meet up with all of them and catch up with them. Well, as long as all are safe, sound and healthy, I think I shouldn't ask for more.

Next on the list, PFL 2009 Div 2, matchday 2. Dalat Falcons vs Frontliners 300!!

2009-01-21T00:41:00.001+08:00

PISSED!!!
what the heck!!
F! F! F!

haiz...
forgive and forget.
life goes on.
think positve+++

F! F! F!

Two O O Nine

2009-01-12T23:18:00.002+08:00

Wow, it is 12 days in to 2009 and this is my first post since... the 20th. Crap~ A whole month without updates.

Why?
Lazy la... hahaha...

Darn sienz for the last 2 weeks of December.
No state training.
No club training.
Without floorball, I am officially lifeless.

And to make things worst, its Holiday season.
Crap~ even slack.
All day locked up in the room and face glued to the laptop screen...
Movies after movies...

The worst of all, my old gang was back in town!
Tonnes of food walopping session.
Koay tiao teng follow up with ikan bakar and fries and ended with fried duck egg koay tiao.
Holidays are unfit!!

Finally, all hell comes to an end!!!
Training is back.
Club training is now splited.
Women and juniors 8.30 - 10.30.
Men 10.00 - 1.00
GK 9.00 - 1.00
So every Saturday packed with 4 hours of floorball. Nice!!

State training is back too.
Welcome back the die hard physical training.
First training is pay back for all the unfit sins we have committed during the festive season and everybody was drilled to the edge of vomiting, with Deswyn out of the list of course. Crazy fella damn fit!
Second one tommorrow.
Lets hope we do better.

And the ever exciting, die hard 4.0 centralised training is at the end of the week.
We better get ready enough vomiting bags for all our puke!

New Years Resolution 2009:
1. Drilled the Spartans to be medal contenders. (= more physical; more drills)
2. Keep a cool head at all times. (getting more and more impulsive these days. Crap~)
3. Keep fit. Regularly. (damn, I'm not making good use of the Takasima treadmill)
4. Make it for the national squad. (competition is stiff, no more humiliating campaigns)
5. The project going! (Spritzer, Albert, move your asses!!)
6. Live life to the max!!! (savor ever moment & people in life. Think positive!!)

2009 here I come!!!

Reflection: How I Though How We Did In 2008

2008-12-23T00:05:00.002+08:00

Finally the Year Book 2008 is out, now I can release my "master piece". haha. *Kembang*

Great food and superb year book by the way people!! Keep it up!!!

It is the time of the year. The time of the year where floorball training is force to cancel. The time of the year where Pei Li (this time around Tania also) will keep pester about my opinion for year end reviews of certain players. This is also the time where I have to crack my heard amidst of all the work and club issues for this article.

Year 2008. Looking back at it, a lot had happened. Well, it is expected in floorball anyway, because it is happening! People come people go. Games won games lost. Issues aroused issues solved. So many things to talk about, I am seriously in trouble deciding on what to start with!

We need to start somewhere anyways. OK. Let’s start with some review of all the tournaments.

We started of the year with a 3-on-3 Floorball Challenge organized by Contact Sports in January. It was sort of an appetizer on how yummy and exciting floorball will be for the rest of the year. We decided to go easy on this by sending as many teams as possible, including some first timers for a taste of competitive floorball. All didn’t fare really well except for the ladies team, (FH)² which went all the way but stumbled in the final. At the end of the day, everybody had fun and it was a good experience for the beginners. Personally it was a good platform and opportunity for me as a coach to obverse all my players at the start of the year and evaluate what we can do in the coming months to improved as a team.

Then came the most prestigious and important event of the year. The newly reformatted Penang Floorball League (PFL) 2008. This year, for the first time it was divided into 2 divisions with Frontliners sending one team each for both divisions, Spartans for D1 and Torjans for D2. Final standings, 3^rd place out of 4 teams for Spartans who blew up the chance of securing sliver by gifting Minden Unihawks their first and only win of the season. Torjans ended up last out of 4 teams with a lot of positive points considering competing with very strong opponents.

Spartans proved to be rather fit playing with a hit and run style by outpacing the opponents in counter attacks which on another point of view indicates a lack of overall floorball sense and tactical awareness which will need a lot of work to improve. Trojans who were relatively new to the game performed with tremendous effort and really boils my blood imagining how good they will be in the future if they continue training with consistency!

The biggest revelation of the league for me was the Spartan “What is your profession” cheer which really send chills down through my spines. Creepy but intimidating and adrenaline pumping. We should register it as our trademark!

Followed up was the biggest event of the year, Youthwave Floorball Challenge. I rate it the biggest because it is the biggest, with the amount of participants overwhelming PFL, especially after a change in format to a 4 aside game excluding goalkeepers to encourage participation. 4 teams participated and I supposed everybody had fun as the “no-pressure-go-have-fun” policy was implied. Both men’s team qualified through the knock out stages. Renegades lost in the Quarters while Revelution’s run ended in the Semis. Inferno ladies fought all the way but failed to qualified whereas Fury went all the way and emerged victorious as champions retaining the Crown in the ladies category won by Frontliners as well in the previous year. Well yet again, floorball movement was lacking but the positive point is that our ladies are quite competitive and should be further expanded to retain the dominance in Penang Floorball scene. More recruitment girls!!

June we had a one of its kind tournament organized by Contact Sports, “Play in a Team, Play for Yourself” (PTPY). Pei Li took gold for the ladies with her usual tough play amongst the girls while another player that really shined on that weekend was Kenny. Although ended up empty handed, Kenny banged in a bag full of goals, including a hattrick on way. And since then has became part of the core for the senior team. Bright future ahead my friend.

The last competitive outing of the year was in September where Frontliners participated in the Z’Liners-PFA Floorball Challenge 2008. The tournament was a joint venture event organized by Frontliners & Ztec 8cers under the support and assistance of Penang Floorball Association (PFA). On the management level, it was a great experience for Jason and I as it really gave a taste of the hardship and headaches as organizers and also the satisfaction that comes with it.

Participation wise, Frontliners push for all fronts, F-Jr. for the juniors, Fury & Inferno (again) for the ladies and Spartan & 300 for the mens. F-Jr. ended up 6^th out of 8 teams and it was a first time for the juniors playing together as a team. Pretty messy but energetic plays, rather encouraging as it was a first step to establish a full juniors team for the club. More recruitment and practice is definitely needed. As for debutant team manager Tania, observe and learn from the best, our CEO Mr. Jason, and be prepared for more opportunities in the future!

The ladies, some last minutes pull out was a real draw back as both Fury and Inferno struggled to qualify from the group stage, which in the end led to a small derby fighting for 5^th placing. That encounter Fury with the more experience players came out top. Pei Li and Sonia did pretty well leading their teams respectively with Pei Li bagging 5 goals while Sonia’s rise just shown how much she has progressed since joining us. In Sonia’s case, it was just too bad her team mates were not regulars although I though some have pretty good potential. Can ajak them come Sonia, form full girls team is in the club’s book as well.

The Open was held the week after the Juniors cum Ladies, participated by Spartans and 300, our rename Frontliners Junior team. Spartans although expected to qualify, unexpectedly went all the way to the final until a penalty shoot-out lose halted their journey in a slight sour note, a sliver. Some good plays although still much more to the hit and run style, undermining the failure to turn the team around yet. The highlight was the superb goalkeeping of our “Kungfu Spartaness”, Sharron who saved numerous penalties and a wonder shot by Sanjeevan against the Henri-Toivoneime-Wannabe Linken which was dubbed unsavable by the man himself. 300 teamed up with Juniors, were sent merely for more competitive exposure came really close to qualifying but stumble at the last hurdle in a thought –to-be-won match.

Final verdict, both teams did well without the guidance of senior/regular leaders like myself and Jason, but there are definitely still a lot of room for improvements. As the game for 300, it shows that mental strength is still largely lacking amongst the players. Well, next time next try I guess.

Along came the problems and the problem came along. Having such diverse group of players, the club overall progress was and still is hindered by the constant turnover of personnel. Some just vanished into thin air; some just go “Chipsmore-ing”, deciding to show up whenever they please; some due to unavoidable circumstances.

Some of the most notable lost of personnel during the year include Lavinia, leaving for Sabah for studies. What bad luck of us for her not getting USM. A lost of not only a rising, tough defender but also a lost of a young adult to be part of the management team. Just imaging how many extra people I can avoid fetch with her car! Now an establish star in across the South China Sea with Nomads. Keep it up!

Brought in by Nick, Kenny who has rapidly moved up the ranks and recently secured a trail in the state team will be leaving us to further his studies in KL. A huge blow to our plans. Nick although preferably not, might follow his good friend’s footsteps next June/July.

Whereas old guards like Megan and Sanjeevan was a real disappointment as the duo constantly went MIA for various and no reason. The hopes of building up from beginning of the year’s PFL were severely affected!

People come, people go. The encouraging point from all this was to be grateful and encourage to see new blood joining like Lawren and gang, which I hope their relationship will help out in the progress and definitely to watch out in the future. Su Rong who was random recruit by Jason has also shown signs of a deadly fox in the box and has attracted favourable comments from the state coach himself. Juniors like Kyle and Gabriel looks bright and will provide Julian some competition and peer pressure. Definitely good to add numbers to the Junior team.

It is frustrating at times with all the turnover as progressive training program can not be conduct as the players keep renewing and so does the drills which constantly have to be kept to the basic. But life goes on, no point whining, we will just have to make due of what we have and keep who ever we have. The club will have to keep educating the players the importance of retention and that to help the club to help improve them is a must for all to progress.

Training wise, the focus have been constantly revolving around Passing, Movement and Shooting since I was handed the Senior Coach role as the team play was severely lacking and obvious during our run in PFL. Thus a lot of passing has been done; drills involving PMS was always on the menu and the drills were rather repetitive because the progress was slow. Certain issues was noted after looking back at the year, notably the constant limited space due to players of different levels training together and limit spaces for drills while we split. The availability of the indoor venue was also a drawback but unavoidable.

As to counter the issues, the coming year, well more like this coming week, the training will be split and with much hope, I am looking forward to the split. With the availability of a whole court, both groups will gain more from the drills and the peers of similar level. As for the venue, the club has been and will continue to look out for possible indoor alternative and also to get innovative in training means while force to go outdoors. So, look forward for 2009’s training people!!

In a nut shell, the year had been filled with new experience and old problems. Turnover problems is of priority but will be a tough nut to crack because it consist of unavoidable and uncontrollable factors, the best we can hope for is for all to unite as a family, keep ourselves tight and committee. With a cohesive unit, progress will definitely come as the experience will be cumulative where new experience and knowledge are build on older ones. Therefore, to all Frontliners, like look forward for a better year ahead and savior every second of floorball you can get!!! Eat, breath and live floorball!!!

*Walao. This is super long. Like SPM essay. Haha.

What A Crazy Final!!!

2008-12-17T20:02:00.003+08:00

World Floorball Championships 2008 Finals: Sweden vs Finland (6-7sd)

1st Period (Sweden 0 - 4 Finland)
0-1 Mika Kavekari, assisted by Mikael Järvi
0-2 Rickie Hyvärinen, assisted by Mika Kohonen
0-3 Lassi Vänttinen, assisted by Rickie Hyvärinen
0-4 Kari Koskelainen, assisted by Rickie Hyvärinen

2nd Period (Sweden 3 - 4 Finland)
1-4 Fredrik Djurling, assisted by Henrik Quist
2-4 Niklas Jihde, assisted by Henrik Quist
3-4 Daniel Calebsson, assisted by Kimmo Eskelinen

3rd Period (Sweden 6 - 6 Finland)
4-4 Kimmo Eskelinen, assisted by Mattias Helgesson
5-4 Fredrik Djurling, assisted by Kristoffer Kranberg
6-4 Niklas Jihde, assisted by Fredrik Djurling
6-5 Lassi Vänttinen, assisted by Mika Kohonen
6-6 Lassi Vänttinen, assisted by Mikael Järvi

Overtime (Sweden 6 - 7 Finland)
6-7 Tero Tiitu, assisted by Rickie Hyvärinen

Final Score:
Sweden 6 - 7 Finland

The best player of Finland - #27 Rickie Hyvärinen

The best player of Sweden - #28 Fredrik Djurling

Rollercoaster Night: Most F5 Pressed In My Life!!!

2008-12-15T12:39:00.013+08:00

15 December 2008. (European time 14 December)

Past midnight.
WFC 2008 Final.
Sweden vs Finland.
Sverige vs Suomi.

It was:
Sweden's 7th consecutive final appearance and on route to a 7th consecutive World Championship Gold medal.
Niklas Jihde's last international appearance.
Finlands 5th appreance in the final and a chance for revenge for 06's WFC sudden death defeat to Sweden.

It was late at night.
Tomorrow is a Monday, is a working day.
I stayed up all night in front of my lap top keeping myself update with the live score.

1st period. the Fins were cruising with full domination. 4-0.
Yeah!! This time they gonna win it, I thought.
But Linken said, Don't be too happy, the last WFC, they lost after leading 4-1 in the 1st period.
Touchwood!!

Big mouth Linken was right. Crap~
The 2nd period, the Swes started their comeback.
Less than 50 sec, the first goal.
10 minutes, the second.
Both assisted by #14 Henrik Quist.(Kembang ald that Chris.)
And then the third.
End of 2nd period, 4-3.
Finlands lead cut down to 1 goal. Dangerous wei~
My heart was pumping darn fast.
Will they lose it again??? Crap~

The 3rd period.
I felt I was going to have a heart attack.
Sweden equalised in 5 minutes and then scored 2 consecutive goals in quick succession.
10 minutes left to go, Finland down by 2.
F5, F5, F5, F5.....
I keep pressing F5 to refresh the page while mumbling, Come on. Come on. Come on.
55th minute, Finland finally scored again!!!
Hopes lifted... then dropped flat again...
Mika missing a crucial penalty shot. Crap~
Crap, crap, crap...
They gonna lose it already. 5 minutes left.
5 minutes left and they scored!!!
Yes!!! Equalised!!! Yes!!!
Normal time ended 6-6.

Sudden death.
F5, F5, F5, F5.....
Refreshing the page more frequent while praying, Come on. Come on. Come on.
YES!!!!!!!!
65 minutes, Tiitu finished off Sweden!!!
Finally, the Swedish dominance in World Championships is broken!!!
Finally, I can go to bed with a peaceful mind and a nice dream.
ZZZ......

Tero Tiitu socring the decisive sudden death goal!!! Hero!!!

Suomi! Suomi!! Suomi!!!

All Star Team.
(left to right)

Goalie
31 Henri Toivoniemi (FIN)

Defenders:
14 Henrik Quist (SWE)
7 Daniel Folta (CZE)

Forwards:

52 Santtu Manner (FIN)
28 Fredrik Djurling (SWE)
19 Aleš Zálesný (CZE)

Recollection: 3 Friendlies and A Series of Events

2008-12-09T14:05:00.006+08:00

Took 2 days leave.
4th and 5th.
Playing India Floorball Team.

Game 1,
Missing Des and the SG gang.
The APAC "Trashed" became the "Trasher".
27-0.
3rd period ended within 10 minutes as we only booked the court for 2 hours.
First time hearing referee urging players not to go out and celebrate the goals. Time wasting kononnya. XD
Alvin & Jo Wyee, 6 a piece.

Dinner.
Banana Leaf.
Super full. And expensive.
Kena conned by the ice cream cake.
Haiz. Succumb to tempatation.

Bed time.
Very tired.
Sleep talk kononnya.
Haha...
Sorry la fellas.

Game 2.
Still missing Des.
Welcome Guan and Kok Ee.
Trashing again.
34 - 2
Me, 7 goals. *Kembang*
HAHA...
We have been on the receiving end enough, so it's a good change. =)

Dinner.
Carls Jr.
Super expensive, but taste good, so forgiven!
I am looking forward to Coach's lame photo. HAHA.
Ki Ki Lok Lok for Nick.
A wonderful trip to Bukit Jalil.
Never trust you instinct!! XD

6th. Last day.
Game 3.
Still missing Des.
Oli gone for some CM function. XD
Termin down to JB.
Deserters!!
Gam Gam 2 full lines and a sub.
VS ex-national players plus Salibandians and traitor Chris!! HAHA.
8-4 win. Nice.

Debrief.
More centralised training.
Jan, Feb and Mar.
APAC 24-29 March 2009 in Pyeong Taek.
15 slots up for grabs.
Lets do our best!!

7pm journey back.
More crapping at Tapah.
9+ journey resumed.
Skidded. BANG!! Accident.
All fine.
Coach car bye bye.
Leaking oil. Dead.
Nick's Honda City the savior.
Cramped all together.
Police report at Kuala Kangsar.
We weren't the only ones.
4 accidents ahead and behind of us and more kononnya. All balik kampung for Haji. Crap~
2am journey resumed.
3+ reach home.
Tired. But safe and sound.
Sleep...
ZZZ...

What Can You Do With 10 Hours?

2008-12-03T09:15:00.003+08:00

What can you do with 10 hours?
Play floorball! Uutil you die!

29 & 30 November 2008.
Malaysia National Floorball's centralised training.

Session 1, 10am - 12am.
Session 2, 1pm - 5.30pm
Session 3 7pm - 9.3opm
Session 4 10pm - 1pm

Drills after drills.
The devastating suicides.
More drills.
The killing forechecking.
Full Game.
More forechecking the next day.

More than 10 hours of floorball in 2 days. *Sweat*
Tired seems to be a very mild adjective.
The exhaustion physically & mentally is beyond verbal expression.
So does the satisfaction of coming out of it alive. =)

Craving for more.
Until then my fellow comrades, lets clear our latest hurdle ahead,
Operation Spice.
See you all there!!

Umbiyada!!! XD

APAC 2008: Most Favourite One Liners(Hangover）

2008-11-27T20:25:00.008+08:00

*This post is for FUN only and personnel involved are to view at own discretion. Don't get pissed off or vomit blood k? HAHA.

Most Favourite One Liner. The idea came while we were hanging out in Chris & Merv's room watching Australian Channels showing "100 Most Favourite Movie One Liners".

Back in Malaysia, there were so many memorable moments to recall and remember, but instead of writing an essay, I prefer to remember them in those "One Liners".

So, after 2 months, it's kinda annoying looking at it already, so I decided to end it. Well, after counting the miserable 22 votes, which I myself voted 3 to 4 times from different PCs, "Chui Pui Tia" ran out as the undisputed Most Favourite!!

"Chui Pui Tia". A direct translation from Hokkien slang, Manglish: "Find skin pain.", which basically means getting yourself into trouble, making oneself the laughing/mocking material of all.

Used on an "Oliver" or a "Termin" answering Coach "The One" Edward's "difficult" question without reasonable effort of brainstorming and common sense. Classic example: Oliver; Termin.

Verdict:
"Best of the best!" Kuan Yang
"Original" Chris Koh

Second in the running. "Bawa-bawa lagi? Tembak lah." A Malay sentence which in Manglish: "Bring bring somemore? Shoot lah". This one of probably usable in a sports senario where you get to dribble the ball.

Used on the joker who likes to dribble dribble around and loses the ball than shoot the goal and try to finish it. Classic example: the one and only Mamak.

Thrid place, we have a tie. "Faking selfish." an Australian pronounciation of "Fucking selfish." Applied on a bunch of Malaysians gossiping/ borak'ing in a room beside a grumpy, fat Aussie who claims that "some people actually need to work" while happily waking up around 12pm. Crap~

"We are Aussies"
"Mighty mighty Aussies."
"If you can't hear us."
"We'll shout louder!"
"Aussie!"
"Oi!"
"Aussie!"
"Oi!"
"Aussie Aussie Aussie!!"
"Oi Oi Oi!!"
That says it all. Instead, I think Abo Merv came out with a better one:
"We are Indians,
Hairy hairy Indians,
If you can't see us,
Come and shave us."
Classic!! HAHAHA... For full laughter effect, say it with the typical Indian slang with some head movement. Do we have it in the video Oli?

The rest? Didn't garnered any votes. Both refer to a certain individual. (Guys I promise you, you are going to get famous after this. Haha. Or not! Who cares, I'm having fun.)

With one vote, "How come all Malaysian looks like Chan Ming Hwee?" is second versed of "How come all Koreans look like Park Ji Sung?". It all started on a chilly winter at Perth, walking down the pavement when we crossed shoulder with the Kimchi Clan when Ming Hwee made a what I call a "Chui Pui Tian"(put it in good use. XD) statement "How come all Koreans look so @#$y? All look like Park Ji Sung." And James out of no where "Eh, I tell you har, maybe they also feel the same, how come all Malaysian looks like Chan Ming Hwee..." Burst of laughter.
Hahahahahahahahaha...
It sounds lame now, not funny anymore. Crap~

And finally, a nice zero for "Eh, I look like Korean ah?". A statement of vanity, and who else other than.... TM. OK la, you quite fair la, and you look OK with the specs(which gets cheaper and cheaper and cheaper down the streets of Perth City. HAHA.), and we did say that you look like one, but that doesn't mean we really mean it. HAHA. Quit repeating the question which forces us to keep lying. Poor Oli not only is forced to be the nice mirror-mirror-on-the wall, "Yes, you look like Korean." and also to endure him occupying the only mirror in the room. Two vains one mirror. How suffering. Haha.

Final result:
1st - "Chui Pui Tia." = 13 votes
2nd - "Bawa-bawa lagi? Tembak lah." = 4 votes
3rd/4th - "Faking selfish." & "Aussie Aussie Aussie." = 2 votes
5th - "How come all Malaysians look like Chan Ming Hwee." = 1 votes
6th - "Eh, I look like Korean ah?" = 0 votes

In the end, it turn out to be quite an essay. Crap~

Adidas Floorball

2008-11-27T13:48:00.000+08:00

The Bridge Run

2008-11-20T09:37:00.004+08:00

The Bridge Run.
25km for the second time.

Didn't lose any sleep about it,in fact I was reluctant to crawl up from the bed.
Chris on the other hand was sleepless.
Memorising the route, the slope and strategizing.

Objective:
Reach PW's tolls without stopping.
Finish by 3 hours.

Sitting the bus?
Sure won't sit wan la.
Walk whole course can out walk the bus some more.
haha...

Finish by 2hours 30mins?
Er...
Er...
......

Experiences gained?
Lessons learned?
Thoughts thought?

People are vain.
They like to pose.
The flow was like snails at the starting line.
Crap~

Keeping to the left applies to all slow moving objects,
including you, you and YOU!!
But then, Malaysian don't like to follow rules, they prefer to cut queue.
That's the trend la.

Power gel sucks.
Looks cool holding it, like pro.
Label says "strawberry and banana."
Taste bud says "yucks and sucks."
Hand says "throw and dump."
Throat says "dry and die."
Mind says "vain and dumb."
Crap~

Power gel might be good.
The next few KM after the my self-torture was a breeze through.
Maybe I on form la. Nothing to do with Power Gel. *kembang*

Never stop while running.
First you feel light,dizzy and sleepy.
Then you feel heavy, tight and lazy.
Lost of momentum.
But don't stop how to get water?
Crap~

Water taste...
Nice?
Brilliant?
Superb?
Beyond verbal expression!!
Best liquid ever!!
A class of its own!!

Ice water?
Kills!
A cup of it and came along the problems.
Stomach aching.
Feels like shitting.
Crap~

Dreaming is a good dose of distraction.
To forget the weariness and pain, DREAM! XD
"Scoring the equliser in APAC medal match. Going into sudden death. Face off. Wins the face off, nutmeg the centre, shield the ball, drag, drag, release. top corner, keeper helpless. GOALLLL!!! celebrate like hell!!"
Eh, wake up la, not even half way through the course.
Crap~

The human mind is weak.
Upon achieving primary objective, signs of weakness surfaces.
"Eh, still can? Wanna walk kah?"
"We start walking at the sign there then run again later."

When start walking, you keep walking.
You want to run but you walk.
You want to run but you pain.
You want to run but cramp.
You want to run but all in vain.
You walk. I walk. We walk.
And walk and walk and walk.
Crap~

Oasis exists here.
On top of the slope,
100 Plus and mineral water abundance.
HEAVEN wei~
So syok.
Drinking is never so satisfying.

"Milo is the BOMB!" by Christopher Koh.
It really was.
4 rounds of Milo...
Saved and revived!!

25km in 2hours and 30mins is impossible?
Super Oxygen Tank, Deswyn run and run also 2hours 45mins nia.
Us?
An embarrassing 3hours 10mins.
Next year try harder lo...

Subway damn expensive!!
But quite nice la.
A huge reward after a painful morning.
OK la. Life the ban on it since Perth.
But damn expensive!!
Crap~

Didn't push enough.
Next year aiming for 2hours 30mins
More training.
USM 10 rounds.
Lets go!!!

Sacrifice. Chapter: Going Slow.

2008-11-12T10:09:00.005+08:00

Hands were itching as I step hard on my accelerator, time is running out. 6.55pm.
Dying to scratch the with my latest luxury purchase, the Curve.

Mana tau...
Potong steam.
Singapore fellas ppk, the supposed-to-make-my-day friendly postpone to December.
Haiz...

Back to routine.
Drills.
Talk.
Drills.
Suicide.
Talk.
Play.
Physical.

Up until now, we have been doing the running alone.
We can time our pace, push ourselves,
or give up easily.

This week, while the girls push the car, we have to settle for an Indian Run aka Dragon Run.

For Chris, it was a dream come true.
Well, maybe not his dream but something he was been looking forward to do. haha.

Rules:
5 in a team.
The last person to sprint to take the lead.
Each team have to finished 15 laps with every person at least having 15 leads.
No time limit.

Running in a team is a whole different scenario.
Each individual is at a different level.
To fit all 5 into a team and finish the exercise all together needs communication, determination and humility.
The fast & strong have to accommodate for the slow & struggling.
You have to sacrifice for the team. Like what the Coach said while debriefing.

It is a tough job.
First, you have to strategised,
Who to lead, who to tail.
Have to change a few leads to settle with some one who knows how to control his pace and wait for his team mates.
The tail? just keep the aggressively fast fellas behind and teach them a lesson of "slow". haha.

The hardest part is to keep everyone in the team.
Controlling the fast,
"Slow. Slow."
"Maintain!"

Pushing the slow,
"One, two. One, two"
"Keep the feet going, slow but bigger pace."

Fighting the pain,
"Pain is nothing. Stop only if you cramp."
"Don't stop. Move your legs."

In the end, we managed to finish the exercise.
Dead last.
But we finish it as a team. All five.
*Satisfied*

I feel the exercise, like what the Coach mentioned during debrief, it is more of a mental training.
Running alone is to push yourself mentally to break your limit, keep going while your mind tells you to stop.
Running together, for the fast is to control yourself and run for the team. It is not so much of pushing to finish it fast but to push your weaker team mates. For the slow is to push yourself to not drag the team down. It's a two way thing.

Well, this is the first for many to come.
As said by the Coach, we'll really be tested when time limit is applied and every minute passed with require extra "exercise".

Can we cope and suffer for you team mates??
I think we can,
I hope we can,
I believe we can.

Just to share with you some quotes cum philosophy from the great Phil Jackson which I strongly believe in:

"Good teams become great ones when the members trust each other enough to surrender the Me for the We."

"The strength of the team is each individuals, the strength of each individual is the team"

Time limit?
Bring it on!!
(Talk big. Might get killed in the process. XD)

Run Wei~

2008-11-05T22:09:00.006+08:00

Tuesday.

Failed.
First time in state training, I couldn't complete the physical training. Haiz...

Stand in coach, Sammy(XD) aka SuperSam treat us with an add on of Coach Ed's running exercise with 20 pump jumps for every lap. A total of 10 laps.

You are thinking 30 of star jump vs 20 pump jump, should be a discount right?
NO!! It is hell lot more straining. Pushing your whole body weight down, behind and up, it is killing the thigh. Smart Sam, typical Mega Sales tactic, give you 50% discount but have to buy 2 to get it. Sweat.

So, 7th lap into the the run, I can barely finish 5 jumps in a row and my legs became shaky after junps.

What to do?
Gave up 10 jumps and continue with the run.
And opted to run on the outside to prevent from falling into the drain when my legs shut downs. haha.

This is the toughest ever since the introduction of this "mental strength training" session.

Wednesday.

Legs pain.
Every step reminds me of the unfinished run & the Bridge Run form cum $$$ handed over to Chris.
Ok la!
Today no outside audit, must go run!!(haven't run since the post of the same title. Sweat...)

6.00pm.
Work not done.
Push...

6.30pm
Work still not done.
... ...
Don't care already la..
Ciao!

7.00pm
Change, shoe on.
Lets go.
20 laps.

huff puff huff puff.
5 rounds. (wah dog shit. *avoid*)
*
*
*
10 rounds. (wah so long...)
*
*
*
15 rounds(getting dark, tired, still pushing but forgot to avoid dog shit)
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*
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20...

Yes, first time finish 20 laps after so much talk.

Constant struggling in state training,
have been telling myself must do self training,
must go run ,
but every evening,
turn on PC,
butt stuck on the chair,
end of story.

Bought an pair of ASICS running shoe by mistake,
have been telling myself to make the mistake worthwhile,
must go run,
but same story lar...
burning 260 for nothing.

Finally, my debut.
Because?
Don't wanna mempersiasuikan myself on that day mar..
At least must keep up with Chris. haha.
Lets keep the momentum going!

Must go run!!!
(declaring it for the X-th time, last minute stuffs, not very hopeful wei~)

Emo Week: Full of Temptations(Crap~)

2008-11-03T22:06:00.004+08:00

Pissed off.
No goal post.
No drills.
Crappy circuit.
Pointless training.

Temptation.
Ming Hwee's "persuading".
Unihoc Curve 26.
550.

Temptation.
Lin Ken's "brainwashing".
Unihoc Curve 26.
550.

Temptation.
Edward's "recommendation".
Unihoc Curve 26.
550.

Bored.
Volunteered to be pawned.
Lame game.
Crap~

Exciting.
Man Utd vs Hull City.
4-3.
Heart attack.

Temptation.
Dreaming.
Unihoc Curve 26.
550.

Lazy.
12 pm Sunday.
Wake up.
Brunch.

Busy.
Monday coming.
Work work work.

Temptation.
Penang Bridge Run.
Chris's pestering.
Ok la~

Temptation.
Fantasizing.
Unihoc Curve 26.
550.

The Two Towers

2008-10-22T23:10:00.000+08:00

This is an accidental/coincidental sequel of "the Fellowship of the Ring".

The Two Towers.
KY version?
Malaysia Team A & Team B!

The Two Towers,
will be the foundation of Malaysian Floorball,
will be the pillars to hold firm the vision.

No one's place is guaranteed.
Everyone chance is guaranteed.
To fight, to claim or to impress.

It is not to create bad blood or enemies.
It is to create healthy competitions and reward commitment.
Good skills and a committed heart are both essential!

Individualistic super star are not need nor welcome.
A team of super stars that plays in a team is the key.
The strength of the team is the individuals!!

And when the Two Towers rise.
Be hold the world,
For we shall rock it!!

For now, we train... you wait...
(How bout chewing some spices before we have Kimchi? XD)

Fellowship of the Ring

2008-10-20T23:08:00.007+08:00

Des call it The War.
Chris, a trip back home.
Linken, goal-conceding-mental-preperation.
Jo-Wyee, international debut.
Oli, kena tembak.
Sjaiful, to lead a winning team.
Sam, the return of SuperSam.
Me, first car tirp down to KL.

And so there were reasons,
and missions,
or expressions for the trip.

For team Malaysia,
it was time to get serious!!!

So, we all gathered,
14 from Penang,
5 from KL, and
3 from Singapore.

The Fellowship of the Ring,
not for destruction,
but for creation...

Creation of a ring.

The One Ring of Malaysian Floorball.
A Ring of unity,
bound by friendship,
strengthen through passion.
One passion...

FLOORBALL!!!

One Ring to rule them all!!
(first stop, Kimchi Kingdom 2009 XD)

Must Go Run!

2008-10-15T00:24:00.004+08:00

Trained or untrained.

I'm definitely the later in terms of stamina & endurance which the coach has made it the main theme for the term for the senior in state training.

Introducing the package for the day:
1. 4 laps of suicide sprints for 3 intervals of 20 seconds
2. following with 15-20 laps around Dalat's field(approximately 4.5+ km) in 20 minutes with sprints on the straight path of the course.
3. and ending with another 4 laps of suicide sprints for 4 intervals of 20 seconds.

Not to mention the scrapping of game play for us to accomadate the "Package". Jo-wyee was particularly upset.(Mental tak kuat! XD)

After managing to regulate my breath during last week's 20-lap run, I was eager to try it out this time around.

Guess what, I managed to finish 15 laps within the time. Thanks to the hellish experience last week, and the presence of Chris running side by side at a similar pace(Chris also slow lar. haha)

Have to specially mention Chris here cuz with this joker running beside me. He was my motivation. Maintaining pace with star defender is a feat itself k? Hehe... Thanks a lot bro!

That was not end of story, the coach wasn't ready to let us rest our laurels. As the game ended around 9 30pm, the seniors were order to be on the line , suicide sprints. Some more?! Crap~

I was expecting my legs to be heavy and a lap of these would have killed me. Instead to my astonishment, I managed to survive 3 laps without a cramp and with reasonable speed as well. But when the unexpected 4th lap came, it was a killer!!(now we know why they are also called killers!) Body felt like wall about to crumble and catching my breath like a fish out of water.

Conclusion: had I improved over the past week after able to regulate my breathing or it is merely because we didn't play any games like last week and we simple did less laps?

Hard to say. Both I guess. Maybe it was due to the mental of mind(mental dah dikuatkan) and with the body on a "flow" after the 15 lap run?

I believe many had experience it when you execute endurance training. The starting laps were always the hardest but as it goes on you hit a point where suddenly everything feels... good? And you just feel that you can keep on going and going. Yeah I think this is it.

But to really prove the improvement, more training will be a necessity which I clearly understands and have been pushing myself for consistent training at home. However, you know la~ The mind is weak without "the one" pushing. (Mental tak kuat!) What a lame excuse.

Must kuatkan Mental!

Must go run!

Must go run!!

Die die must to run!!!

For the sake of my survival in APAC(or any other games in the future) or else prepared to get slaughtered!!! I'm sick of it! Therefore, MUST GO RUN~!

p/s: this is what my brain can crack lar. limited, uninspiring and crappy. can't wait to read your version. XD

I'm Hooked!!!

2008-10-11T01:16:00.005+08:00

I'm hooked!!!
Crap~
New sticks in town.
Unihoc!

Some say the best stick in the world.
I say the most expensive stick in the world.

Got a try on Coach Ed's stick, and
I'm hooked!!!
Can't get over it.

The feel of the crip,
the lightness of the stick, and
the touch of the blade.

Unihoc Volcano Top Light!!!
Someone please send me to rehab?
I'm hooked!!!

Penalty Shots

2008-10-06T14:03:00.005+08:00

Simple.(Looks simple only la~)

Fast and furious by the Pros

Nede's signature penalty.

Outrageous shot!!!

Cheeky flip.

Sleep!

2008-09-30T01:32:00.004+08:00

Ball control.
Left right left right.
Fly into the cupboard.
F!

Ball control.
Right turn left turn.
Roll under the bed.
F!

Ball control.
Forehand spin backhand spin.
Spin spin spin.
Where is the ball?
F!

Ball control.
Left right left right.
Turn turn spin spin.
Hand pain.
F!

Throw stick.
Sleep!

APAC 2008 - Deleted Scenes

2008-09-25T22:31:00.011+08:00

Welcome. These are all random stuffs. It is just a recollection of our adventure in Perth.

You may, you may not understand.

You may, you may not like it.

Do not complain. Let me express!! XD

First stop... Definitely the best appetizer for everyone:

Under the tree(ring any bells people?)

Turkey and ham.
Meatball sub.
Roasted chiken.
Chicken fillet.
Chicken terayaki.
Our daily nutrient.
Banned from the menu!

the cloth that represent our honour and pride
(and we mempersiasuikan it. haiz...)

Hmmm, one of the few natural pics.
Look at those 2 vain fellas, not posing at all. hah!

Hooker?

We were so sick and tired of Subway, so we decide to walk 15 minutes just to get something different. ---> Chinese Food?!?!

Yeah, Chinese food. It was big, real big, at least 3 times out local portion; good,as long as it is not Subway!! and cheap, 90 over dollars(dont convert lar...) for 8 fellas where by some of us eat double. Full, satisfied and at least something different!!!

crazy Malaysians...
like never see Chinese Restaurant before

big? and nice!

Deja vu, thats the word and this is the incident that pop out of my mind when we had the exhibition match during Z'Liners Challenge: APAC Organisers, Referees, Coaches and some of their cha bo national players vs Knocked-out team: Team Malaysia. Crap~

Crap it was.

Came late. (as we jumble up the time with some other event.)

No goalie suit. (have to borrow from the host.)

Kena sabo by James. (Chindian got pretty mad. Emo guy ma, what to do?)

Out numbered. (as the others got confused with some earlier decision making.)

Score? Lets just forget about it. Cuz its a friendly and we got beaten and I forgot the score or maybe i didn't want to remember. Too embarrassing...

got-kicked-out-nothing-to-do team
vs
organisers + referees + gila floorball Aussie girls

Keeper walap keeper

Christo returning the favour

IFF big shot with The One

Well, as for the rest of the world, game on.

Singapore beat Korea again in the semis. While the Aussie Seniors narrowly beat their Juniors.

3rd/4th placing, U19 vs Koreas. It was a thrilling match as the score line was pretty tight. Korea lead for most of the period, concede 2 in quick succession in the third period but fought back with a crucial equaliser and then ended the contest with a 11 second sudden death goal(by that #5). The are one tough nut to crack.

Hard to die punya Die-hards

The Kimchi-do of showing gratitute.

The final showdown was Singapore agianst Australia. With Singapore as the stong favourites having won 2 finals in a row coming into the game. It was a hard match but it was mostly Singapore all the way with their stong build up play and lethal finishing as the Australia fail to put several curcial chances into the net. Orkids thriumph 5-3.

Bonus Commentary: The All Star Team
Goalie: Koreans flamboyant #1 Lee Young June, likes to shrug his shoulder everytime he saves. A what I like to call "Is-that-the-best-you-can-do" challenge pose.

Defenders: Anthony Boteler the playmaker defender of Aus, always at the right place at the right time. And #2 Kim Sang Ki of Korea. Don't be fooled by his height! He might be short but he is damn fast and he'll buldoze you like nobody's business. Kim, you have my vote.

Centre: Captain Jonathon Veron of Aus. Quick, pacey feet. More of a forward than a centre if you ask me.

Forwards: Ahmad Afzal & Abdul Hafiz of Singapore. The brothers combo. Both fast, thin but tough. Hafiz the elder being the more flamboyant one, trying tricks and airhooks while the younger Afzal is more effective with is direct play. Their one touch play is so mesmerizing, and very deadly if you are not focus!

(the backs of) the All Star Team

Cute Korean kid. Cuu Bi.
(Reminds me of Lin Ken. Haha.)

The (unofficial) mascot.

team Malaysia and Korea in casual

Ok. Lets leave all those floorball crap behind. Here are more random stuffs. Mainly to express our vainity and put our posing practise few days earlier into practice.

WARNING!! Get a bag before you puke. HAHA.

first stop, Perth City
with the gang. with new members:
the boss(i'm the law!) & kenny

Fremantle.
nice view.
freaking cool & strong wind.
lost boomerang.
crazy pizza buffet!!!

fire in the hole!!!

People, people on the screen,
Who is the vainest of all? XD
the vain Korean > Abo Jr > Malaysian-look-alike MH > Abo "Men-On"> Budak Sekolah Cina > Christo Abs

One happy family.

Chris's idea... among sea gull shits

Chris acting cute.(didn't notice then)
Being around too many kangaroos?

the more normal pose.
nothing special.

Christo can be quite a poser as well

thank you for the "poser" title

too free nothing to do 1
kacauing a baptist at a catheral
(looks old. back to the future?)

too free nothing to do 2
dont ask me what building is that.

too free nothing to do 3
random.
nice door ma.

Oxford St cafe.
expensive cake.
final stop.

favourite pic to say bye bye.
bye bye Oxford S.t(Subway & Kebab)
bye bye Beatty Lodge.
bye bye Leederville.
bye bye Perth.
bye bye Australia.

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bye bye coke.
bye bye powerade.
bye bye free air-cond.
hello mosquitos. zzz...

hello Singpore.
(coke sucks!!!)

THE END

27th Aug - Operation Kimchi

2008-09-23T11:23:00.015+08:00

Do or die. Judgment day. 1200, Korea vs Malaysia. Both teams with straight 3 loses, a 4th one means: bye bye go home shake legs. Winners takes all!!

Woke up in the morning, feeling fresh and fire up after 3 games, 3 loses and 3 trashings.
"Come on. Our fortune can't be take bad?"
"Well maybe were totally lousy and plain lucky that the score didn't break to 20?"
"Crap~"
"Last game liao, die die lar... Today cramp also must run!!!"

Team Kol-lear

"Beh la, cramp again."
Pressured. Cannot last the game.

"Tired ar? Run la!!"
Pressured. Talk too much, run too little.

"You can't easily beat them. Hold the ball."
Pressured. Super star ma...

last time singing = last chance= last game

We can win. We gotta win. We must WIN!!
(We didn't win... T_T)

Well, Malaysia got off to a good start. Scored a goal. Defended the lead for the whole of first period. The score line was a great achievement considering that we concede at least 3-5 goals in the first 20 minutes in previous games.

However, taking into account the fact that the Koreans were playing half press compared to the others that full pressed and the difference in the level of technique and tactical discipline of the other teams, the score was nothing to be brag about.

In fact, we should have taken advantage of the space allowed and finished off the chances, or we would live to regret. And we did...

Taking the lead & celebrating for one last time...

#10 missing a glorious chance.
"Still young lar."

Our lack of finished turned and punished us.

Second period. Face off. Goal.

#5. I'll never forget #5(as against Aussie U19 in the Bronze medal match, he score another goal, 11 seconds into sudden death). Few seconds into the game, the Koreans equalised. All the hard work erased.

Needing to win the game to qualify for the semis, it turn into an end to end game with both teams coming out to take the lead. The Koreans to advantage of the first goal, built on the momentum and got the second as we were caught of the heels by their swift counter attacking. We had our own chances but with lousy finishings and missing a penalty, who to blame but ourselves??

"Alamak?!?!"
Penalty saved by All Star Goalie

Coming out of the third the Koreas pressed as if they didn't used any energy during the first two as they came on us hard and strong. The defensive started to crumble as goals creep in slowly one by one.We just couldn't cope with the constant pestering of the Koreas at and their pacey attackings.

In the last moments with our last throw of dice, we push up high hoping for a miracle and awarded the "Kimchi-mers" free passage to our goal. 1-5. We are shaking legs for the next 3 days...

Operation Kimchi - Failed

bb Leederville, bb Oxford St, bb Subway, bb Coke,bb Powerade...

Thank you for the spicy kimchi slap shot. =.="

The defination of "die HARD"

The defination of "try HARDer next time"

Everybody say......

KIMCHI!!!!
Si yuu in Kol-lear

So, that's the story for how we weather the storms of defeats in Leederville. Thank you for bearing with me. =) (To be continued... next year... March... Hopefully)

P/S: More to come... Extra commentories, Deleted scenes and the other craps. blah blah blah... XD

26th Aug - Familiar Faces

2008-09-22T00:34:00.019+08:00

It's morning, cool weather of Perth is still constantly drowning me into slumber. More deep sleep and not wanting to wake up, still having a hang over of last nights nightmare. Just let me dream on...

Getting up from bed, I grab one of the many bottles of Powerade Lime from under my bed, took a full gulp. Yeah... This isotonic drink my dope over here in Perth with day after day of intensive sports, I would need at least a dose of it everyday. Taking into account 2 games and 1 hell of a cramp, I have been taking 3 up till the morning and when for another 1 before the match at 1600.

Nothing special in the morning except for another Subway brunch(boring...) and hanging out at the arena for some matches before ours.

Today, we are up against the best team in Asia. Singapore. They are fast, skillful and tough. It is already as sacry hearing we gotta play them. Although they were not in full strength and without some curcial seniors, like all-star sharp shooter Brown and a few, they were good enough to beat us one handed i suppose. (Crap~ Mental tak kuat ni!!)

In action

"Eh, chun chicks"
(Chindian obvious got distracted)

Hey, hey, careful the world knows... =P

Back to business - 75? 50?

It is fair to say that Singapore is the best team in Asia, and they should be. Being one of the earliest Asian countries to pick up the sports, having a huge pool of players with competitive league(3 divisions) and regulars in the international circuit(division B). Therefore, it was a surprise when the coach opted a defensive approach - 75% press. Defensive strategy to keep the score line respectable and praying they get complacent to give us a chance to nab a goal or 2.

Apa khabar? Nanti bagi muka sikit lar.

Majulah Singapura vs Negaraku

Singapore prove too stong for us(in fact everybody, as they fought their way into the finals and defended their title), they were passing the ball with great ease. They were not rushing, instead they patiently wait, wait, exhaust us and strike with sudden burst of pace.

We ran and ran trying to keep up with their pacey forwards and foul them in occasion to halt their run, but their flair and vision constantly pierce through our defense as though they never exist. Helpless and speechless as we let in goal after goal and Illyaz bursting his lungs out of frustration.

Face off makin lama makin meluat!!

Celebrating egg-breaking

The heartbreaking part is that we are always celebrating breaking the egg, as if it lowers the level of embarrassment of the trashing. Well, a little i guess. However, today was different, we were having supporters, local students that came to cheer for us with the presence of the Malaysian Consul General. We really need to find a hole and stick our face in it. Crap~

The big shot vs the one

Getting a last second assist - Mamak the scorer. (again)

2-16. A humiliation in front of our own country men. How are we going to spread and promote the sports with this kind of performance? Uninspiring!!

What's done is done! We still have one final, last chance of redeeming ourselves and qualified for the semis. Vs Korea. Bring it on!!

"Terima kasih banyak banyak datang jerit untuk kami." T_T

Losing happily. hehe.

one(ouch!), two(stop! stop!), three(cannot liao~), four...

"Ah! Ahh!! AHHHHH!!!!"
(Eh, boy or girl??)

Guess whats for dinner?
What else?
Subway...

(to be continued...)

25th Aug - Kangaroo Stampede(s)

2008-09-17T02:43:00.014+08:00

25th. Match day 1. 1400. vs the Aussies. World Championships regulars. The host. Home advantage and full strength. The fairy tale of beating them like last years APAC looks as if non-existence.

Shit!! Keep focus. *Heart rate on the rise*
Ignore it. Lets play *Excited*
I need to an MP3 with rock songs *Nervous*
Shit!! Let just whack some ball.
Lets do it!!

Cap Sjaiful leader the way. Followed by......

Our precious *Gollum Gollum*
The one and only Illyaz.

"Eh, you panggil ini tembak kah? Kuat sikit!!"

Awaiting fate...

Siapa kita?? MALAAYSIAA!!

The green monster kangarooS

Negaraku > clap clap > shake > good luck

Face off!!!

Well, started off pretty well. We always start off quite ok. Drawing first blood by Khalid "Flip King". Then the Aussies reply and we crumbled...

A rare moment of triumph - mamak the scorer

Surrounded

#17 facing off

Defeated. One of many to come...

No surprises. Tiger got whack by the Kangaroo's tale, 4-15. We must be one tame babyt tiger without teeth. Haiz...

No time to mourn people. Another match on the road. So we drag our tired bodies, no shower(so damn cold), with our gear and head to... Guesses??

Subway lar, what else.

We eat, we rest, and we are back on court. Next match. 2000. vs Aussies(U 19), again.

They might be young, but wait till you play them. The result of 4 trainings per week compared to 1, and it is not even centralised.

posing before the trashing(the only nice think to remember)
"eh mamak tengok mana ni?!"

Good luck mates...

"God pls give us strength"
(too late la Illyaz)

We started off well, maybe after a hard warm-up against the Aussie Seniors and the Juniors just starting to pick up with their first match. But as the games goes on, the U19 gain confidence and attack more clinically, and that is when the pain experience starts...

One goal, then two, then three. Down by 3 at the first period.

#4 missing a one on one. Crap.

Things didn't get any better after the restart as goals keep pouring in like rain and with us not finish our scarce chances, tally grew and grew...

Face off. For the unwanted reasons. Haiz~

By the thrid, tiredness started to take toll as lack of focus for getting frequent and the constant leaking of goals really depleted all our confidence. We did broke the ultimate embrassment of going down without a goal but there was no sign of us picking ourselves up. Mental tak kuat!!

The "mental tak kuat" expression

Being at my limit, I succumb to my usual cramp on the thigh at the start of the third. Man, it was hell lot of pain as it spreads from the calf up to the thigh and creeping to by hip.

Lying helplessly on the substitute area and having my few being block by the boards, the pain of the muscles was overwhelmed by the pain of the heart as the voice of the MC announcing

"Thats another goal scored by Australia..."
"The goal was scorced by Australia..."
It felt like crying...

Ouch!!

The "Bryan stretching techique"

It was not before long that Illyaz follow my foot steps and got carried out after playing injured on the court for a few minutes due to an early collision.

Can walk?

Cannot walk.

With our precion one and only goalie out, step up Shawn!! That only is when I found out that Shawn is a regular goalie back home.

Shawn on the move.

3 minutes and counting.

It was sure a talk place to be between the post as Shawn soon finds out. Poor Shawn step into a tough situation within 3 minutes of suiting up and without warm up tried his best with all he has got, to no avail as there was no prevention of us getting a hell of a trashing for the night.

It's over. Finally.

Final whistle at 2230, 2-15, a miserable day has ended, tired and super hungry we head out to Oxford St for food hunting just to find that the Kebab man has "pang pui ki", didn't wait for us, so supper for the night, pastries at Caltex Petrol Station and lots of orange juice. Last but not least, a good night sleep. And hoping tomorrow never comes cuz it's Singapore tomorrow. Crap~ (to be continued...)

24th Aug - Training Day

2008-09-17T00:42:00.016+08:00

Cool nice sleep. Like rain in the morning in Penang. Nobody wants to wake up. Here, during the winter, you can imitate it by wearing 2 shirts, a sweater, wrap up with a sleeping bag and cover the blanket. They say I'm crazy. Maybe I am?

Breakfast? Introducing, our one of many more to come......

And i really mean it when I say many more to come.
Yeah. Many more.
Termin, how many meatballs sub you had already?

How can we not talk after eating. So the boss did some talking. Positions, game plan and stuffs.

"I talk you listen"

team briefing under the tree

The next session that came along was more sleep as I work up almost late for our first ever team Malaysia training.(crapy)

posing training before floorball training
random: the vainest pose please?
answer: the one looking else where. haha.

jackets off, socks on, bulu-bulu up.
random: the most cold resistant?
answer: Chewe.

Self service after paying A$120?

Stretching

Queuing

The usual, snake, pass-shot, 2-on-1, bla bla bla. Free hit drills which we never once execute it on court. Which previous brought huge pressure on me as the crucial ball handler. Play. End.

Aussies>Korea>Mas>SG>Aussies U19
and we are going to play both on the same day. crap...

Inhaling 8 degrees of cool air, and your throat chills with slight pain. Something for us Asians to get use to. Coming out next. The real deal. Are we ready? Till then, enjoy another night of chilling nice dreams... (to be continued...)

23th Aug - The Day Before Tomorrow

2008-09-15T23:12:00.004+08:00

This a late report (after surviving the aftermath with tonnes of follow up on work and last minute preparation of Z'Liners-PFA Tourney) of the survivals of MF-2008 hit by waves after waves of floorball typhoon on their voyage to conquer APAC 2008, Perth.

*Ming Hwee>Me>Cindian>Christo>Korean>Abo
Bryan>Dad>Kenny
Team Penang not knowing what lies ahead, poses for the departure.

Which way? Either leads to trashing...

Maiden flight. Forced to enjoy to wing to others' mocking.(it wasn't scary k!!!)

How we survived the trip. SGD 8 pasta. =.="

Finally, arriving Perth at 21:05, scrap through custom, cracked some cock with the officers, watch the Aussies' bag get throw inside out while we sail through without a scratch. So much for strict Australia custom.(no camera at beyond this point, so no pics)

First impression. Cold. Second. Free air cond. Thrid. Cold... Jackets on!!

Boarding the bus towards our bed. nice!

Beatty Lodge. Shelter from the storm. Home sweet home for the next 8 days.

We are all under the same roof.

"some people who actually needs to work" vs "faking selfish"
it says it all! =P

So, our first day in Leederville, our first night and our last night, the day before tomorrow where all that lies ahead is floorball, Floorball & FLOORBALL. (to be continued...)

APAC 2008 - Before the storm

2008-08-22T17:27:00.000+08:00

DAY 1 - Monday August 25th 2008

14:00 Malaysia v Australia
17:00 Singapore v Korea
20:00 Australia U19 v Malaysia

DAY 2 - Tuesday August 26th 2008

10.00 Australia v Singapore
12:30 Korea v Australia U19
16:00 Malaysia v Singapore
19:00 Korea v Australia

Day 3 - Wednesday August 27th 2008

10:00 Australia U19 v Singapore
12:30 Korea v Malaysia
19:00 Australia v Australia U19

APAC 2008 - Weather Report

2008-08-22T17:00:00.001+08:00

Jason Chan and Khor Kuan Yang speak to frontlinersfloorball.blogspot ahead of the Asia Pacific Floorball Championships 2008 in Australia (25-29 August) on their medal chances, thoughts of the team and money matters.

FFC: Thoughts before the big moment?
Jason: I am pretty cool here.
Kuan Yang: Messy. So many things to handle last minute. The flight ticket, the visa, packing the bags and shopping for items. And also very pressured between training, working, shopping, packing and organising a tournament.

FFC: Do you think you'll ever get tired of pulling on the Malaysian jersey? How proud do you feel?
Jason: As long as my services are required, I'll be there. I wish that I don't have to play for Malaysia again in another three years time. I would prefer to see our own young and new generation rising up and don(ning) the national jersey. That's why I'm working hard on the grassroots. I hope that one day, I'll be sponsoring players to go abroad rather than playing myself.
Kuan Yang: Tired? Never. I'll try and go for as much international tournaments as possible within my financial reach and until you guys rise up and overtake us (laughs). Proud? Never thought of it with so many things to prepare and settle to go for APAC. Maybe after everything is done and when I sit down to reflect, maybe I'll feel proud representing Malaysia.

FFC: How hard is it for you, financially speaking, to scrape together enough for you to go to Australia?
Jason: Money is a big issue for everyone. It shouldn't be an excuse for anyone since coach has been talking about this since last year's APAC. I had to save and cut down some cost like food and travelling. It's hard for Penangites like me.
Surprisingly my dad decided to sponsor me to Perth after I finally convinced him that it is my dream to make floorball big in Malaysia. I am touched that my dad is willing to sponsor me. It means a lot to me.
However, I have saved some of my money to go to Perth just in case. I was ready to dig (in) my savings to go to Perth. If money is a problem, pray, and ask God for the money. God is always faithful.
Kuan Yang: Money is quite an issue. But with a little loan from my parents, I managed to cover it lor. So the more savings to repay the loan when I get back. Sweat.

FFC: What do you think of the team this year, compared to last year's?
Jason: I think that this year's team is tactics-wise stronger than the previous year. I believe we will be more tactical and organized. A lot of us have matured in our gameplay from last year after gaining more experience. And yes, I expect more discipline and authority from everyone especially with (our) new national coach, Edward Lim on the board.
Kuan Yang: I feel we are slightly lacking in man power with the NTU (Nanyang Technological University) fellas missing, and the absence of Penang's key players such as Des(wyn), "Suzie", Sam and Lin Ken. So there will be a lot of very tired legs in Perth.

FFC: Let's be objective. Where do you think the team's strengths and weaknesses lie?
Jason: The team (is) mainly made up of Penang representatives with some coming from Selangor. Penang players are technically good. The first line has good understanding and team play. We have good shooters like Ter Min and Kuan Yang. Both have good drag shots. I am counting on the two to get the goals. Besides that, Oliver is another good forward with some really hard shots. Malaysia has a good balance of right and left hand shooters.
We have a very strong defender, Sjaiful from KL who will be one of the pillars of the team. Inspirational, reliable and confident. He'll be a hard nut to crack for the opponents.
Our weakness will be the centre. We lack a proper playmaker like Deswyn or Sam. The others that have been entrusted that position may lack the experience to fill in the role. Many times we fail to effectively take control of the centre, leaving empty spaces for opponents to terrorize.
Aside from Sjaiful, we may lack proper defenders for the team at international level. Our other pillars in defence are not around.
Lack of international size playing experience and using of the board can be a shortcoming.
Fitness will be an issue. We need to be fit like Spartans to last the game at the international stage.
But personally, I feel that the strength of the Malaysian team this year will be the mastermind, Coach Edward Lim, the brains behind the team. I have faith that he'll cook up some strategy and tactics to get us through. He has proven himself to be Malaysia's best coach to me. I'm counting on him to bring us forward.
Kuan Yang: This is a hard one... strengths I would say half of the team has played together last year so we might gel faster than last year. Weakness... too many to start with, so let's hope for the best.

FFC: Can anything ever beat the emotion from last year's match against Australia B?
Jason: At this moment, that's the best moment in Malaysia floorball history. Why? You get to see Malays, Chinese and Indians from the whole (of) Malaysia, putting aside every difference and being united as Malaysians and fight for Malaysia. How often (do) you get to see that?
Kuan Yang: That was the most memorable match ever for me personally. Defending a power play with a 6-5 lead with less than 2 minutes, scoring the 7th goal which sealed the match, everyone when crazy and relieved. I hope we'll get to surpass last year's ecstasy with some good performances this time around.

FFC: Who do you think will be the team to watch out for; your toughest opponents; in this year's APAC?
Jason: It will definitely have to be Singapore. Playing against them is like playing against the Sweden of Asia. They've got everything. Skills, tactics and fitness. A team of players with flair. They are the favourites for the tournament.
Kuan Yang: I think all of them would be tough. The host, who would have trained together for quite awhile, the super-fit Koreans and the skillful Singaporeans. But I will have to single out the Singaporeans as our toughest opponents. Best team in Asia Pacific.

FFC: C'mon, we gotta have this: Predictions for Malaysia's medal chances?
Jason: We're fighting for at least one medal. So that's the target. We have a 50-50 chance to achieve that. This is the target set by the coach. I believe it's feasible. It's all in the mind. It's all in the heart. MALAYSIA BOLEH!!!
Kuan Yang: With five teams competing, we might manage to get our hands on bronze, maybe? Let's not think too far ahead, getting into the semi's should be realistic, so let's take it a game at a time.

FFC: Look forward to anything else beside the floorball in Perth?
Jason: I am focused. I am only here to play floorball for the country. The rest... I don't care. After coming a hard way to bring myself to the national team, that's the only thing on my mind.
Kuan Yang: Not really cause I don't really know what are the attractions in Perth. Leederville, to be exact.

*courtesy of Frontliners Floorball Club

2008-08-08T00:21:00.000+08:00

Didn't know I was so yeng.
Until this.
HAHA!!
Good skills Pei Li. =)

Work, work, work......

2008-08-07T23:53:00.000+08:00

Work, work work......
Endless work.
All for?

All for a destination.

******

More work, work work...
All for?

All for a plane ticket.

******

Endless overtime work, work, work...
All for?

All for a dream?

******

Dreaming everyone is going.

Battle of the Year

2008-07-22T12:56:00.001+08:00

Change is constant. As time flows, the last tick of a second has become history. Yesterday's history, it has become but the body still remembers it well, the aching reminds the mind vividly how yesterday was made. 2 days has passed since Frontliners' encounter with Ztec 8cers but the muscle ache continues to replay bits and parcels in my mind. What a game!!

20 July 2008. Venue, Dalat International School. Pouring rain. Yet, it's attempt to cool down the excitement and intensity of both teams are to no avail. In the hall divided by the Reds and the Blues, muscles are well stretched, weapons are sharpen, killing intent is being maxed. There is no stopping the battle from erupting. Not the water dripping from the roof, not under the watchful eyes of the referees(Linken and Uncle Sam).

Going Down Proud
6pm. Face off. Who is going to draw first blood??

Nobody managed to draw first blood. Only the sound of stick clashing, feet stomping echoed in the hall. The referees were really put into test to make the calls. To be frank, the referees were pretty lenient as they took into consideration the experience level of the players and to let the game flow. Stricter measures were taken in the later periods as the fouls was becoming repetitive. From the players' expressions, some look confused with the decisions but nevertheless this should act as a learning stage for the new comers.

Just as the game was going to a stale draw and an achievement to brag about considering that Ztec outnumbered us 3 to 2 lines with a large majority of guys, Ztec scored. Not one, not two but three in quick succession to kill the game off. Fatigue and lapse of concentration must have crept in.

The juniors lost. 3-0. Lost but not defeated. All the goals were achieved. 3 out of 3. Team spirit kept in tack; all of you guys played with your hearts out and took a lot of shots! So heads up people. Train hard and look forward for more friendlies in the future.

Special mention to newbie keeper, Kai being his third time in goal gave a great performance. Holding on from Ztec's waves and waves of attacking. Although lacking in technique, Kai make tonnes of reaction saves, keeping the score line in tag until the final period. Two thumbs up!!

Typical Spartans
Seeing the juniors got KO-ed, temperature rose and rose, grip on the stick gets tighter and tighter. Can wait for the whistle for face off. A turn towards the bench... Sweat. 9 players plus 4 tired from the junior squad. Confidence dropped dead low. Half the regulars were grounded as exams is lurking around. Lets keep the scoreline respectable, I hope. Sweat(again).

The unexpected and the expected happened.

10 minutes into the game, a one-two between Ming Hwee and Adrian... Goal!! Unexpected. Frontliners took a unexpectedly lead. But the expected soon took over as Ztec equalised, then took the lead and then double the lead.

In to the second period, the intensity increased. The leading eager to increase the lead, the trailing fighting hard to catch up. A nice pass from a free hit by Serene met with a finish by Kenny, Frontliners pulled one back. Cheers!! Damn short one as Ztec Hit 2 back. Shit!! Looks like the expected is expected to happened after all. Although I managed to squeeze a direct free hit in between, Ztec still lead by 2.

9 pair of tired legs and a pair of very tired knees. We went out in the last period panting. We went out not knowing that we were going to stage a superb come back.

A nice wall pass from Ming Hwee and a swift drag shot, the keeper was caught of guard and then another scramble in front of Ztec's goal, I managed to put another pass the keeper. We equalized!!! But Ztec kept their cool and penetrated us again, taking advantage of our weariness.

That was it. As expected. I thought. But the game was still on. The final whistle was still far off. Bo huat, keep pushing on lar.

In the midst of end to end action, suddenly out of no where, Kenny received a back pass from Adrian on the top right corner. Unmarked. Good spot. Shoot!!! I shouted with my lungs out. And then... Goal!!! We equalized(again)!!! But Ztec was not about to give in, they wanted to win. But Frontliners was not about to give in as well, we wanted to keep it that way. Pushing and shoving. Aggression meet with aggression. The referees had to made some tough calls, sending a player each from both sides to the penalty bench for roughing and jumping. By that time, both teams were off steam. We having possession were just letting the time run and Ztec wasn't keen of pressuring as well.

Finally, final whistle. 6-6. A big relief, a bit disappointed and a bit proud.

Relief that its finally over, I was at my limit. Disappointed that our regulars could come and we failed to utilise the friendly for our game play training but proud with the overall performance of Frontliners who fought till the last breath and last drop of sweat. Every Frontliner really have to salute our "Kungfu" keeper for such a marvelous performance between the post after standing in as an outfield player in the first game. Double two thumbs up!!

In the end, Frontliners put on typical "Spartanic" performance, staging the usual comeback. Although it can be very tiring and heart-stopping doing that all the time. Phew...

Special thanks to Termin, Moy and all the 8cers to made the friendly possible and also the referees, Linken and Uncle Sam and Sam junior for timekeeping. =) Last but not least, all the Frontliners that made it to the friendly. See you all in future friendlies.

Malaysian Artistes In Unity - Here In My Home

2008-07-10T00:10:00.001+08:00

Malaysian Artistes In Unity

Take It To The Next Level

2008-07-09T01:00:00.004+08:00

*To Tania: This is what I fancy. Wicked skill without airhook/zorro blade! =)

Potong Steam

2008-07-08T23:20:00.000+08:00

today no training.
no training is cannot wear my favorite adi shirt.
no training is more excel.
no training is more OT.
no training is no traffic jam.
no training is no bun at 7-11.
no training is hand gatai.
no training is no Linken to whack.
no training is no sword fighting.
no training is no ginger bread man.
no training is no confused.
no training is save 2 bucks.
no training is no long table.
no training is no waitting for set meal.
no training is no 120km/h.
no training is save 2 bars of petrols.
no training is save RM5.60.
no training in no sweat.
no training is too much energy.
no training is no form.
no training is sienz.
no training is sooo sienzzzz.
today no training.

My Way

2008-07-06T12:29:00.000+08:00

In life we always strive to benchmark the best in whatever we do. We always strive to mimic the best practise to get the best outcome.

But, the best practise doesn't always working on you. After months and months of brainstorming and day dreaming. Failures after failures. Frustrations after frustration. It is time we take a new look at things!

To arrive at a destination, it is not necessary limited to one route, there might be unlimited possibility to get there. Take a left turn, take the longer way, the the bus, flight or on foot.

Maybe we have been too persistent in doing things their way, maybe we are still under the well, not fully exposes of the possibility out there. Maybe... Maybe... Maybe...

Argh... Cut the crap!! It has been decide!!! I'll do it my way. I'll do it my style. I'll add my on flavour. I'll create my own identity. I'll still reach the height. Or higher. Be with me or not be with me. May way or the high way. Done!!

Passion

2008-06-20T10:08:00.000+08:00

Passion

Unshakable passion

Unrivaled passion

Beyond-verbal-expression passion

*images courtesy of Innebandy!Co. Floorball Club.

Superman? Supersportsman! 万能运动员

2008-06-17T15:59:00.000+08:00

how many sports equipment can you spot?

boomerang, American football helmet, baseball gloves and balls, badminton racket and shuttle cock, volley ball, cricket bat, roller wheels...

I give up.

PTPY - What a day!

2008-06-13T10:38:00.000+08:00

Having played floorball thrice a week, the body feels uneasy when both state and club training is suspended due to unavailabilty of the court. It was a rare day off(to be) until the organisers of PTPY rang up and said they need another few players to form a full group of 6. A floorball family member asking a favour... Ok la.. help la. With the help of Moy, we managed to fill the gap and form another new group will the overwhelming support from people like Nick and friends, Wayne and Lawren. thanks.

Triva: What is PTPY(play in a team, play for yourself)

Quote: Frontliners Floorball Club

"Very much like the 3v3 Floorball Challenge organized earlier this year, the difference was that it seemed more like express golf. (Sink a hole, get a point, add up all your points... and winner takes all.) But played in a team."

Ouote: MindenUnihawks Floorball Club

"The concept is rather simple but the layout is a whole different story.
Players are placed into several groups, 6 in each group.
The 6 players in each group are then divided into 2 teams.
However, the catch is that players will not remain with the same team mates through out the competition.
After each match, players will be swapped around with other players in the same group to form a whole new team."

Game day itself was pretty exciting with the "Little League" in action with the kids swinging there sticks around and the parents yelling and urging the kids.

As for myself, after cruising through the qualifying round, I didn't expected the semis to be so darn tough. I think this goes to the other players, organisers and spectators as well. The norm goes by where the top 3 leaders will be decided within 3 games with penalties to decide those undivided by points and goal difference. However, 3 draws in 3 games, it was impossible to separate the 6 of us and the organisers decided to reshuffle us into another 3 combinations and played another 3 games. With luck, lack of focus and fatigue, I manage to surrender a qualifying change to the opponent.

A mix feeling. Slight disappointed not qualifying to the finals after 6 hard fought games and at the same time relief I can finaly rest. Phew~ My soul wanted to but my body refused, hencePhew~ became Ouch~ and i get to relive that moment everytime I browse Minden's Blog, seeing that photo yang memper-siasui-kan. haizzz.

siasui... =(

p/s: thanks for those that responded and those that attended PTPY. and a great pat on Kenny's shoulder for a wonderful performances for bagging so many goals including a hattrick!! and double pat on Pei Li for winning the women's category as well. =)

Man Utd vs Chelses {1-1(p6-5)}

2008-05-27T09:19:00.001+08:00

found this interesting pic few days after the last great match of season 07-08. Both sides have their fair share of dominance through out the game, MU having to shots blocked and parried; Chelsea hitting the wood work twice. In the end, luck and fate decided. Missing the winning penalty and having equaliser saved, MU was crown Kings of Europe on the 50th anniversary of the Munich disaster. Fate.

Training?Playing?Technique?Tactics?

2008-04-22T23:58:00.000+08:00

Training?Playing?Technique?Tactics?

This issue has been bothering my mind since the 3 on 3 tournament in the beginning of the year and now the Youthwave tournament.

Jason's guys lose in the quarters while mine lose in the semis and then in the 3rd-4th placing. The spirit is not so lacking as the boys drove themselves through out the court but the frustrating part comes when we have the ball.

The seniors have all at least 1-2 years experience in floorball and has join a handful of tournaments. Not really lacking in experience and pretty well taught in the basic although not yet fully mastered them. So, the question: Why are we struggling in tournaments??

Looking back at the winners, The champions, Torch Bearers, the only recognisable floorballer is Oliver, a long time player and the other probably Edwin who actually plays keeper. The rest are new faces to me. For Salibandy, you have Deswyn, arguable the best player in Penang if not Malaysia. The rest too are pretty new.

Looking at how Salibandy plays really amazes me, makes me so frustrated that having train the players for so long yet we are nothing compare to their team play. Man to man, i reckon our players (or at least the seniors) are definitely technically better than them(other than Deswyn of course). but we struggle when we have possession. All those hard work in training our players in ball control, shooting and passing, on the court it they turn out to be handling the ball to long; shooting all over the place and failing to find a receiver. Compare to Salibandy, it was all about movement and runs with without the ball, lacking the proper basics.

From info gathering, it is said that the Salibandiens play almost everyday on out door courts which explains thier superior attacking moves. Whereas Frontliners focus on basics basics basics in an indoor hall.

Back to the title, Train or Play? Techniques or Tactics?

Individuals win games but teams win championships. We need both. The think is which first?? Take the Salibandiens, they play and they play and they really play! On the court, with their movement, they always look threatening, and graceful. Yet, threatening but not deadly enough. Good passes are delivered but poor receiving cost a chance, Good position to shot, a bad shot and a glorious chance gone.

For ourselves, we train and train and we got better in out techniques. Through out the tournaments, the players handled themselves better and received praise from other parties. However, there is still no team play, instead there were loads of individual displays. On our day, we win but against organised teams we struggle to organise a proper attacking move. Through out the year in all those tournaments, there was rarely threatening goals with passing and movement. It is so so frustrating on the court when your players fail to get into position for dustrubutions. Direct shoot and rebound is all the team can muster as a whole. Sad.

Realising this, the focus for this years training has been change to Tactical Movement with the aim to bear fruit in next years league, Penang League 2009. 4 months into training, rate of improvement seems to be at low as the drill was kept simple to cater for our players level of understanding. However, the drills seems to have little effect as training matches still lacks cohesive attacks. To complicated the drill or length the drill was a consideration but this would undermine the growth of junior players as they still lack in basics and might cause the drill to lack flow doing it with the seniors players.

The alternative is to lengthen the time for training matches but there are always commitment issues amongst players, hence not enough players of the same level to play with and it is not viable to place the juniors and seniors. One will never gain confidences while the other will gain nothing. Commitment issue and parents comes in force again when considering to push players for state training where it can act as an extra training ground playing with better players and train harder drills.

Looking at Contact, a textbook example of slick team play. It took them almost 2 years to become League Champions. Most goals scored with 3 players in the top 5 of Point statistic. Thats a team we want to become. Yet, the question is stull not answer. Train or Play? Techniques or Tactics? I do not know. There is no right or wrong I think but the first step is always needed to keep you going. Then persevere. Be secure the master said. And we must! For now, we'll just have to think long term, get rid of frustration, keep training and training, hopefully next year will give Contact a run for their money. Till then, MORE TRAINING!!!