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Ok, I admit that I've failed somewhere before. But anyway welcome. Just a brief intro on what you should expect here:
1. Football. Not gonna post much of that any soon since season is over. :S
2. Anime, Games, etc. Just abt anything conceivable under the Japanese radar barring anything and everything Rule 34. Now that's illegal. Period. -.-;
3. Music. Everything to do with it is listed under the tab.
5. Unacceptable humour: Anything and everything is fair game here. As long as I don't get rounded up by the ISA. -.-'

6.
The Known World=Fantasy world building in process. I: Used to be glossary, now devoted to random rambling; II: Character Concepts; III: Lore.
7. der Wolf=my Fictionpress account under the moniker Tsumujikaze no Soujutsu. A Ranger's Tale is hosted under this page. :)
8. New section now upped. Maybe I should also gun for upping A Ranger's Tale here since I do have this funny feeling that traffic coming to here is way more than whatever I'll get in FP.

Statement of intent: Everything said here is a figment of personal opinion, be it me or anybody commenting. I try to be responsible, but my parents=/=parents of the world.

@Druid of Luhn: Crap. Should have remembered far earlier to give you the credit for your CSS text box code. :(

A/N: But sadly, it seems that your CSS text box code has now been halved efficiency wise. :(

That most important note I should have added: Any images posted in this blog are NOT my own stuff. I got them from Google image search, I don't earn any shit by being a thief and liar. Those responsible for the pictures, rest assured that you all are great artists in your own regards. Sadly, we all know what limited space means in terms of posting.

Latest Note: Changed alignment for my page widgets due to my worry that I can't centre align the thing.

Note on A Ranger's Tale: In case any complaining fella wants to have a legal case with me, let this be known that A Ranger's Tale is rated M by default. I've upped the swearing and somewhat a bit on the dark/gritty factor. You all have been warned, let no little boy and girl enter the forbidden realm.

Latest on ART: A Ranger's Tale now starting to kick back in gear. But I really hate the insanely fluctuating climate here in S'pore.

P.S: Oh, and one more thing. Vid below is yet another ideal OP for A Ranger's Tale.

Sunday, 10 February 2013

So let's talk some cock about footie (wtf again?)

Firstly, allow me to say that it's a dark day. A dark day for our Boro lads in red because we've lost a ****ing row of... like wtf 6?! There is NO excuse behind our spectacular 2-3 collapse yesterday. Pas du tout. Arrêt complet. Come Tuesday, Leeds "****ing dirty" United (and yes, I'll only reserve such a term for all matches Boro vs Leeds b/c I really have some blokes/gals#lufc following me and vice versa, so can't afford to up the stakes too high) will come a-visiting and only a moron will discount Neil Warnock's lads not having a single penny of a chance to nick a win. Because chances are, the poor home stand fans won't even get a single pence of money for value.

Lessons gained from history itself...
Are we Chinese really that damned stupid? Ever since racism started to rear its pretty white head again, not even East Asians are spared (which is why it truly took plenty of balls for AC Milan to sign Mario Balotelli despite some conspiracy theorists believing that it's the Rossoneri's own way of saying "**** Razzisti Italiani!" even all the way to San Siro itself albeit we should just reserve Lazio's fate for every gli Italiani at AS Roma).

Now why am I asking such a stupid question is because I'm not stupid. There's a merry little piece of history called the Battle of Julu (钜鹿之战). The two opposing sides were:
1. The incumbent forces of Qin (秦) under the grand command of Zhang Han (章邯)
2. The insurgent army of Chu (楚) under Xiang Yu (项羽)
Now the reason why the insurgent forces were able to secure that most vital victory pivotal to the collapse of Qin dynasty was down to this:
By destroying everything else intentionally apart from three days worth of supply (and that includes sinking of the boats and destroying the cooking utensils), Xiang Yu's message was pretty clear:
If we can take over the enemy's base, we will have far more supply of rations to last us far later all the way to the very bitter end.

But what I'm trying to say is not about three days worth of supply or trying to compare us with the Chu army. Let alone comparing Neil Warnock to Zhang Han or Mogga to Xiang Yu. That's bullshitting and I should make this known because stupidity is basically multiracial in nature.

The logic is this:
What is the message Xiang Yu is sending across to his men self suggestion wise?

Very simple, my fellow Boro-thers in arms. It's called having "having nothing to lose, fighting a battle with a cause."

Having nothing to lose: If we lose/draw, our season will be effectively over because we can't depend on other teams cocking up 9 out of every 10 matches. Numerical chances should NOT be mentioned along the same line with actual situations. If our lads get booed off the pitch, so be it. If we truly end up with a point or none at all, so be it. Because we can afford to call this negative expectations created from our own mental ineptitude.

A half empty Riverside, so what? It's rightfully our own fault that we let our fans down (and that's given an away trip ticket actually costs like... wtf 35.5 quids?!).

No win come this Tuesday, so what? We utterly deserved it because we should be far more capable than just gifting every Teesside faithful piss for money's value.

Moral of the story: We can actually afford this kind of rock bottom situation because we've already reached rock bottom.

Fighting a battle with a cause: 3 points and nothing less. That will breath some major life into our near brain dead situation. It's actually not much different from seeing a vegetable living off life support being revived just because he has a long suffering girlfriend staying by his side.

The only catch?
No one will be giving us any chance in hell and NEITHER should we expect something from ourselves far more valuable than a mere loss/draw.

Reckless forays=dumbass tactics
The onus will be on us to attack right from the start. My take is NOT to do exactly that. We will end up swallowing everything Warnock has to offer hook, line, and sinker. Period.

Man our own half to start the game off. Warnock's Leeds are rightfully billed as Team ****ing Dirty Bastards if we're talking about their own brand of football (although to be fair, teams like Stoke and Everton do play an identical philosophy if we're talking about the top flight alone).

Fast, physical, and having the greatest threat in punishing any given mistakes. Especially if such mistakes are to be made within the 25-30 yard zone. We lost to them last time round EXACTLY because of that. Mark my words when I say they have fast and strong forwards capable of pulling down our shorts and underwear right under our noses. No, make that every player instead since goal scoring can be a problematic case of probability based on player positions rather than absolute maths.

On the other hand, we will stand a chance of stifling the game should we truly try and do so. Our own way and only within our own half. NOT just fortifying our midfield but our own last third as well.

If you're to ask me, the reason why Leeds are always capable of lightning fast attacks done constantly is down to the very fact that they have a physically strong platform called their midfield.

Take note that we're right now at rock bottom confidence wise. Simply put, snapping forward under such an undesirable disadvantage will kill us. Heed my warning please: Leeds will try to goad us by any and every legal means possible (and that includes any 50-50 decisions or just plainly idiotic calls sub-human in nature). Tactically wise, that will of course include committing their lads forward in order to crack us under pressure.

But that will mean a 0-0, you sad stupid bastard!!!!
And will you rather us stage a smash and garb 1-0 or trailing 1-0 even before half time? Sorry, this isn't the time to see pretty football. 1986 should be a matter of the past, but 1986 shouldn't be dictating us to win via pretty football.

Conclusion: If we cannot fix ourselves, what makes us think we can fix the opposition? Utter bullshit, folks and fullstop.

Note:
If I'm sounding like an authoritarian bastard here, be very assured that there has to be a reason.