// They won..?

So I stayed over at Kalai's with Jerilyn to watch the match on Wednesday night.

"What match?" you may ask.

EXACTLY.

I (and the rest of the world, save for the lucky souls in St Jakob Park) managed to miss Klose's goal and Turkey's equaliser, saw Lahm doing his thang (at the mother of all last-minutes), and didn't see Germany actually win. It was hilarious when we tried to call Starhub. The machine operator was like, "Sorry, our hotline is fully engaged at the moment. Please try again later." and when I got through, "Sorry, our hotline is closed. Opening hours are from 8am to 8pm. Please try again tomorrow." I wonder how furious fellow Euro fans got that night. Bet reactions in the pubs and clubs in Germany and Turkey were interesting. :D

Anyways, because of the thunderstorm and power failure in Vienna, all Starhub could do was to show an apology note on the teevee screen. That left me camping out on Soccernet's live commentary and the other two morons promptly falling asleep on the couch. Before the transmission failed, the score was 1-1 and they were hoping for either side (they stopped caring who even before half-time) to win so they wouldn't have to watch during extra time and penalties. So when Klose made it 2-1 (thanks to trusty Soccernet), they were super relieved. But when Turkey equalised 7 minutes later (Germany really sucked at defending), all three of us were like, "Nuuuuu" for completely different reasons. Teehee.

To put the cherry on top, Germany played so badly that even I thought Turkey deserved to win. The defense was shaky with Lehmann being more of the Mr Hyde than Dr Jekyll (he's so eccentric, I miss Oliver Kahn), the passing was disorganised, Ballack and Klose were no where in sight while the rest were all over the place without the ball... And what was Lahm doing as a leftback defender?! Bless his little soul that he made ammends for all his mistakes with that 90" goal. Germany might've roasted Turkey for an early Thanksgiving, but they'd get trashed by Spain on Sunday if they continue to play like that. What a disgrace!

And I was thinking... What if something like this would happen with our own lives? When what is important to us is being snatched away from right under our noses, leaving us completely helpless and reeling with shock. And all we can do is to feebly protest and sulk because many circumstances are out of our control and we just can't do anything about it. I wonder if we'd feel frustrated and outraged and blame others. I wonder if we'd shrink into a corner and wallow in self-pity and blame ourselves.

Or we would be deeply humbled and stop relying on our own strengths, and fully understand that because many things are not in our control, we must trust and rely on the strength of The One who has all things in His control.

It's a choice every human being must make every day of his life. And just like how Turkey chose to hold their heads high with pride even though they were robbed of their well-deserved glory, I choose to look towards God, in which all things are possible through Him.

Anyway something totally rundom.

It's only 3pm and the dood behind me has downed a grand total of six cups of coffee. And he's off to the pantry for another cuppa. I'm severely astounded with his capacity for caffeine. Is it safe to drink so much of that vile stuff? I can't even finish a single-shot expresso without cringing. /=

Ah well. Thank God for green tea! :)

// They won..?

So I stayed over at Kalai's with Jerilyn to watch the match on Wednesday night.

"What match?" you may ask.

EXACTLY.

I (and the rest of the world, save for the lucky souls in St Jakob Park) managed to miss Klose's goal and Turkey's equaliser, saw Lahm doing his thang (at the mother of all last-minutes), and didn't see Germany actually win. It was hilarious when we tried to call Starhub. The machine operator was like, "Sorry, our hotline is fully engaged at the moment. Please try again later." and when I got through, "Sorry, our hotline is closed. Opening hours are from 8am to 8pm. Please try again tomorrow." I wonder how furious fellow Euro fans got that night. Bet reactions in the pubs and clubs in Germany and Turkey were interesting. :D

Anyways, because of the thunderstorm and power failure in Vienna, all Starhub could do was to show an apology note on the teevee screen. That left me camping out on Soccernet's live commentary and the other two morons promptly falling asleep on the couch. Before the transmission failed, the score was 1-1 and they were hoping for either side (they stopped caring who even before half-time) to win so they wouldn't have to watch during extra time and penalties. So when Klose made it 2-1 (thanks to trusty Soccernet), they were super relieved. But when Turkey equalised 7 minutes later (Germany really sucked at defending), all three of us were like, "Nuuuuu" for completely different reasons. Teehee.

To put the cherry on top, Germany played so badly that even I thought Turkey deserved to win. The defense was shaky with Lehmann being more of the Mr Hyde than Dr Jekyll (he's so eccentric, I miss Oliver Kahn), the passing was disorganised, Ballack and Klose were no where in sight while the rest were all over the place without the ball... And what was Lahm doing as a leftback defender?! Bless his little soul that he made ammends for all his mistakes with that 90" goal. Germany might've roasted Turkey for an early Thanksgiving, but they'd get trashed by Spain on Sunday if they continue to play like that. What a disgrace!

And I was thinking... What if something like this would happen with our own lives? When what is important to us is being snatched away from right under our noses, leaving us completely helpless and reeling with shock. And all we can do is to feebly protest and sulk because many circumstances are out of our control and we just can't do anything about it. I wonder if we'd feel frustrated and outraged and blame others. I wonder if we'd shrink into a corner and wallow in self-pity and blame ourselves.

Or we would be deeply humbled and stop relying on our own strengths, and fully understand that because many things are not in our control, we must trust and rely on the strength of The One who has all things in His control.

It's a choice every human being must make every day of his life. And just like how Turkey chose to hold their heads high with pride even though they were robbed of their well-deserved glory, I choose to look towards God, in which all things are possible through Him.

Anyway something totally rundom.

It's only 3pm and the dood behind me has downed a grand total of six cups of coffee. And he's off to the pantry for another cuppa. I'm severely astounded with his capacity for caffeine. Is it safe to drink so much of that vile stuff? I can't even finish a single-shot expresso without cringing. /=

Ah well. Thank God for green tea! :)