Dreaming With A Broken Heart
When you're dreaming with a broken heart…
Then waking up is the hardest part…
~John Mayer~
No, I'm not talking about a girl. I'm talking about my beloved club, Liverpool. 5 defeats in early November, the Premier League is over for us. Losing to Fulham away is one thing, but doing so just after beating Man United? No way! No way is that possible! After the biggest result you can probably hope for, you stuff up again!?!?!?!? There is no hope for Benitez now. This frankly, is shocking and unacceptable. I was so confident before the United game that we would win when everyone was pessimistic. Then when we're supposed to go on a winning run, we lose another 2 games. The Arsenal loss was acceptable but not the Fulham one. 6 losses in 7 games. This is not a team capable of winning the EPL. Or winning anything for that matter. This frankly, is an embarrassment to the club and the worst form since Benitez's first season in 2004/2005. Well, that was the season we won the Champions League. Maybe Benitez's team needs to be so down before they can inspire themselves to great victories. I don't know. But currently, this shocking form makes Xabi Alonso look like the most integral part of the Red Machine. Like the saying goes, you don't realize how precious something is until you lose it. I was lauded for my incredible optimism before the United game because I knew from history that when Liverpool's backs are against the wall and everyone expects them to lose, they will conjure up a win against the odds. But never have I seen a Benitez Liverpool throw it all away and shoot themselves in the foot DIRECTLY AFTER such a great win. Inconceivable! This is an all new low. This is all new levels of crappiness.

I am going to change sports for awhile. I'm not joking.
I live with an Indian Australian called Abhi. He's an awesome bloke. Lets me drive his car around. Like all Indians, he loves his cricket. That was the one sport that my Ah Kong (grandpa) played which I never understood. I never understood how the game worked. A church friend, Kien tried explaining it to me but I couldn't understand it.
MS Dhoni: Indian captain
Abhi explained it to me in less than an hour. We were watching Australia's Tour of India. ODI (One Day International). Works like playoffs in basketball. Best out of 7 games. Now I'm hooked and becoming an honorary Indian, supporting India. Australia is the world's best team but India are pretty good also. Well since my friend supports India, so will I. Plus, Ricky Ponting is apparently arrogant and a whiner. Abhi says cricket is a gentleman's sport and Ricky behaves in an ungentlemanly manner a la Serena Williams in the US Open. Then he waxes lyrical about Sachin Tendulkar and I am converted. Australia won the first game. India won the next two. I watched the two Indian wins. Tonight is game 4. This is a great form of escapism. Escape to another sport when the pain is too great.
Besides that, Robbie Fowler just scored a brace for North Queensland Fury who beat Gold Coast United in the Queensland derby to take the Fury off the bottom of the ladder.

Maybe I'll follow A-League as well. Melbourne Victory, the perennial champs and North Queensland Fury, the new boys and underdogs of the year. C'mon Robbie!!!