Thursday, 22 September 2011

A Tribute For This Guy Who Is 9 This Year

Salam...

Exactly one year after the collapsed of that infamous twin tower in New York, America, the guy in the picture below was born in one of the Malaysia state which was once an empire a long time ago in the 15th century.
This lovely, cheeky and everything he did or does must got to do with football little guy, I named him ILHAN when I was inspired by that David Beckham of Turkish football Ilhan Mansiz who was also the top goalscorer for Turkey in the 2002 Fifa World Cup. By the way, I almost named him Raul after that Real Madrid's star if it was not my partner in crime who strongly rejected the proposition! Ha..ha..ha.. :-)

So last Friday after a delay of 5 days, as I am a cost conscious type of person (stingy as my partner in crime said :-)) and to administer the cost in the most efficient fashion (a politician statement :-)), simultaneously with my Aidilfitri open house, we organized and celebrated a decent birthday party for him.
So, in this tribute, a special "HAPPY 9TH BIRTHDAY" shout-out for you my littlest gang member as I pray to Allah the Almighty that you will do well and be a fine man in the future.
As for the case, so to say, he has followed most of my footsteps and we shared the same common interests to date - football, Manchester United, being neat and tidy, Metallica, diligent, Mathematics and English to name a few as well as being better than I am. And how I dream that he will pick up the guitar the soonest one day so that we can jam together and besides that I heard people say it will look cool amongst the girls. Ha..ha..ha.. :-)
See ya...

Rhymee

Monday, 19 September 2011

Aidilfitri Open House 2011

Salam...

They came, they saw and they conquered!

I tribute this post for those who came - my beloved parents, siblings, relatives, friends and zillion thanks for making it happened.
The abundance of the traditional delicacies was prepared by my mom.
It all started at three in the afternoon on Malaysia Day.

...and the conquest began.

...with my past and current human resource gang members.

My younger sister the teak wood furniture "towkay" and her daughter.





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...and I hope they enjoyed the delicacies, the hospitality and the day.
O' mighty Allah for whom I put my trust to; Alhamdulillah and thanks for everything. May you grant my family, my siblings, my friends and me "jannah" and I pray to you for our great health, prosperity and happiness here and thereafter. Insya Allah...

See ya...

Rhymee

Monday, 12 September 2011

Where Will Malaysia Sepaktakraw Be In The Future?

Salam...

Last Saturday was the day for those whose blood veins run sepaktakraw balls in Malaysia were left in anger, frustration and full of fury. Why? The national team lost to Indonesia in the recent Sepaktakraw Super Series, the 26th King's Cup held in Fashion Island, Bangkok, Thailand from the 12th to 17th September 2011 and to add salt to the wound they were not even in the last four.
For decades, as a country who originated the game, Malaysia had appeared to be the giant alongside Thailand for a very-very long period until lately where they have found themselves being surpassed by emerging countries even against country like Korea! So, just imagine, once they catch up, where will we particularly Malaysia be in the future?
Sepaktakraw World Cup Trophy
So, what, when, why, who and where went wrong? I guess the PSM or the Persatuan Sepaktakraw Malaysia (Malaysia Sepaktakraw Association) should know the answer...... or for worst they did not or might not know at all. Ha..ha..ha.. :-) All in all, in my very own perspective, since the national team last won the gold medal in the 2005 Manila Southeast Asian Games, they have never gone better or even a notch ahead and how I wish I could be critical, sarcastic and cynical on the matter because as usual the association action would be to start all over again and the blame game begins.
Nevermind... if any of the PSM guys happened to read this, here are some ideas listed for you guys to ponder and juggle with as I am trying to be a lil' bit constructive here :
  •  Do not carbon copy or replicate what the Thais did. Create our own identity of game play. Seek assistance from the universities in performing analysis, research and development so that we could create new things, our way of play, etc. I guess the universities would be more than happy to help.
  • Change the training method. I guess you would agree with me that sports nowadays are very-very much related to science and mathematics. Further enhance in studying or analyzing the player's physique, game play, strategy, etc. which is very-very much necessary in craving success. We seriously need real thinkers here before implementation takes place.
  • If we can have reality television shows such as "Soccer Kids", etc. why not "Sepaktakraw Kid"? At least my neighbour's son will have the chance to be on national television while undergoing the trial and as well as it may increase you coffer too I guess.
  • If we are to educate viewers, we need real game commentators who can actually analyze games instead of talking about how high the opponent can jump, commenting about the players height, etc. Come on!!! It is so seventies to narrate and comments as such. We need people like Shebby Singh for instance who can analyze game play, opponent's strategy, etc.
  • Develop more lower level coaches and mobilize or attach them with schools, universities, clubs, organizations, etc.
To list a few so there they go! Thus; to PSM, sepaktakraw is no more about serve, first ball, feed and  kill. I trust it is beyond that and we are still never too late. Let us get back to where we were and used to be.

As for my case, yesterday; while watching the final game between Thailand and Indonesia, my nine year old son Ilhan said that he wanted to be a "Killer" like his dad but the problem is in his school no one is playing sepaktakraw. Perhaps they might not have heard of sepaktakraw at all before. At least for now I have another fan idolizing me albeit a long time ago his mother used to be touched in her heart whenever she saw me doing that acrobatic thing called "lipat". :-)

See ya...

Rhymee