What the F*ck is going on?

Did anyone else read this story? For those too lazy to click on that and read, it says that the Glazer's plan for refinancing the huge debt riding on United includes selling the Carrington ground and then leasing it back again.

What bull! I mean, come on!!! Those blood-thirsty, money-hungry morons are about to drain United dry and there's seemingly no stopping them! Although I can't really see Man United going the Leeds way as feared by the article (too many sponsors) I'm definitely starting to worry about the kind of funds at SAF's disposal for bringing in quality players. Added are these Rooney reports and that is definitely enough to send any United fan into panic and shock.

As I said, while United definitely won't go the Leeds way, who wants to see Manchester United compete with the Blackburns and the Wigans in mid-low table? If the Glazer's have their way and go on playing havoc with United's finances, I'm certain that soon our first choice strike-force will boast of names like Bobby Zamora and Chucho Benitez! No offense to either; both are in excellent form this season, but can you really imagine SAF unveiling Zamora at OT? I shudder at the mere thought!

With our world-wide fan base, don't we have even one super-duper rich mega-multi trillionaire fan who'll come and rescue us from the demon called Malcolm Glazer? Please? Someone?


Hoping against hope that Mr. Abrahamovich or some other mysterious gazillionaire reads my post!!! :)

Scattered Thoughts

A poem that I came up with some time ago. For those who care, thoughts?

A thousand words lost in translation,
In the space 'tween thought and action,
A million lives forever discarded,
When words alone fail their function.

A mirror's a mirror.
Silvered side a dream.
The clear reflection reality;
Or a mockery?
Of shattered dreams and screams!

I'd have said a thousand words,
To you if you'd but listened:
What use a prayer on a stone?
Save perhaps tears hastened-
Of foundations, and aspirations,
And dreams trodden underneath;
Of careers and lives made,
And fairytales ending in truth.

What is life but a collage?
A mirage! Of images happy and sad-
I'd have given a thousand thoughts,
For you to smile instead.

Ah cruel world! Crueler still you!
You dream of the clouds;
Us mortals are but fools!
Distractions! Once new!!

Of life and video games...

Hypothetical Scenario 1: Boy is born. Boy goes to school. Boy goes to college. Boy becomes an engineer. Boy gets a job. Boy gets an MBA. Boy gets a better job. Boy works 9 to 9 (24 hours i.e.) Boy gets a promotion. Boy gets another promotion. Boy switches job. {Insert n number of loops here, and when you're done continue} Boy retires. Boy dies. In between, somewhere, boy gets a wife tailor-made to his parents requirements and has a baby boy who continues in his shoes.

Hypothetical Scenario 2: Boy is born. Boy goes to school. Boy rebels against parents. Boy pursues an offbeat career. Boy falls in love. Boy does what he wants, when he wants. Boy becomes successful or crashes in helpless failure. Boy marries his sweetheart or does not: ending his days alone or becomes a womanizer and pursues other prospects. Boy dies. Has children or not, who may or may not follow in his footsteps.

I have taken two completely extreme scenarios, but the bottom-line is that most if not all real-life cases fall somewhere in between. My point? If the essence of life can be summed up in a paragraph with a word count of 100 odd words, doesn't it kind of make life... somewhat less poignant than what is portrayed by the Monte Cristoes and the D'Artagnans in the thousands of pages describing their adventures? Granted that the books had several other characters which were more important, but what of the central character. Safe to say that at least half of a book is dedicated to a central character and that would be... rather more than 100 words!!

I know what you'd say: that's fiction. Grow up lad. You're delusional, et al. Well that was my original point. If life is less exciting than fiction, why do the morons harp about the reverse being true?

Bottom-line? Life as we know it is boring! And we are constantly searching for ways to alleviate this boredom. How else do you explain the phenomenal success of Facebook and mafia wars (guilty as charged!)!!

So you see, we who play mafia wars are not at all anti-social! No sir! We are completely normal!!! Or extreme deer hunter for that matter! Eh Sayantan??? :)