GERMANY WON! Germany 3 Portugal 1!
OH MY WORD. WHAT A MATCH!
As some of you might know, I do not have cable TV, being one of the so-called priviledged people living on landed property - NOT. Especially NOT when you are expected to pay $2500 just to lay the bloody cable in the ground - we have better things to buy with that money. (Although what, I don't know, my house is a dump.)
Right. In any case, I was stuck without a Germany-Portugal match to watch, and was resigned to sleeping early and heading to church as usual - but wait! Amanda saves the day! She doesn't mind heading out to watch the match as well! And so we head to Jalan Kayu, thinking that there's TV to watch there. The place is suspiciously empty, and after parking and walking a bit, we realise that the prata owners there are too cheap to spring for cable, and they are watching NTV7 from Indonesia! On a 14" television! That's FUZZY! No. Freaking. Way. No way am I watching a World Cup match on a crap piece of television.
We end up somewhere near Chomp Chomp, where there are three prata shops - complete with large sound systems and even larger television. Things that make you go "mmmmm." We ordered, and then the match started.
Could the match have gotten even more interesting? The whole thing was GO GO GO GO! all the way from the start of the match. Runs after runs after runs - attack, counter, counter-counter. No rest, just go go go. Both sides were, again, evenly-matched, but Portugal played with a bit more spirit, and a lot more dirty tricks than the Germans. Either that, or the Germans were sneakier than the Portugese when they fouled, as the referee kept making calls that were pro-Germany. (Kelong anyone?)
The first half was played hard and fast, but no goal. The tension was palpable, and the crowd was getting restless as it smelt blood on the dancefloor. When Schweinsteiger scored first (56'), it was a great relief - almost like... well. You know. Relief.
When the 2nd goal was scored, I told Amanda - can go home already! Germany is going to play defence all the way - but NO. THEY KEPT PLAYING THE GAME, which absolutely rocked my socks off (I was wearing slippers) because that was completely unlike the German team which I know (but I don't know a lot.) And when the THIRD goal was scored by Schweinskdsineingheiuhoeiger (Schweinsteiger) again... I was off my seat and just bloody happy.
But Portugal - like when they were with Italy - did not give up, and kept applying the pressure on the German defence until the closing whistle, which really takes a lot of mental strength. The group in front of Amanda and my table seemed to be Portugal fans, and they looked more hopeful when that lonely goal was scored, but alas even the subbing of Figo (whatever man) couldn't save them that late in the game.
This comes the girly, non-soccer related part of this not- really- match- review: Klinsmann. One word: yummy.
Stan tells me that he's a diver - not of the underwater kind, but of the touch- him- and- he- dives- for- the- free- kick kinda diver. "He dive so much people want to give him the Olympic medal for swimming liao!" is what Stan told me over MSN, which is hilarious!
But like I said, this part isn't about the soccer, it's about the yum. And this picture on the right --> is yum :)... Sorry Stan. Heh.
FINALS TONIGHT!
[GERMANY WON! Germany 3 Portugal 1!]
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