What An Athlete Lives For...

People don't play sports because its fun. Ask any athlete, most of them hate it, but they couldn't imagine their life without it. Its part of them, the hate/love relationship. It's what they live for. They live for the practices, parties, cheers, long bus rides, invitationals, countless pairs of different types of shoes, water, Gatorade, & coaches you hate, but appreciate.

They live for the way it feels when you beat the team next to you by 1 point in overtime & you know those 2 extra sprints you ran in practice were worth it. They live for the way you become a family with your team, they live for the countless songs you sing in your head when your running ALL those suicides. They live for the competition, they live for the friends, the practices, the memories, the pain, its who they are. It's who we are....



- Rob Blundred, Ohio


The man said it!

Talkin' 'bout Women!

Women behind bars,
Women in fast cars,
Women in distress,
Women with no dress!
Women in aeroplanes,
Women who play games,
Women in uniform,
See that woman with her clothes torn!

Women who satisfy,
Women you can't buy,
Like women in magazines,
And women in a limousine!
Women who sip champagne,
Women who feel no pain,
Women in a disco,
And women who don't wanna know, know, know!

Oh, women wanting sympathy,
Women feeling ecstasy!
Women who live in fantasies,
Bringing man to his knees!

Women who fall in love,
Women who need a shove,
Women who can't be beat,
Get that woman in the back seat, yeah, yeah!
Women in the U.S.A.
Those women steal your heart away!
Women into rock 'n' roll
Women who steal the show, go, go, go!

Women that you write songs about,
Women that turn around and kick you out!
Women you dream about all your life,
Women that stab you in the back with a switchblade kniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiife!



Women FTW!!! Feb 14th, see you next year! :D

Do That Twist Thing, Da-Da-Da-DaDa-Da-Da!

Not a great start to the year! Jan 26th was my first day on the court, and not less than twenty minutes into the session, The Man was down with a sprain. And the real bummer -> Inter-Year BBall just started yesterday!!! Had to sit out the first game, and in all probability the next two as well. I hope to recover by the finals, if we make it to them.

ANOTHER fallout! Today's the inaugural match of this year's edition of NPL, and I'll have to watch from the stands as the Hornets take on the Harriers. Both naga and I are out, though his loss hopefully should trouble the Harriers more than my absence affects the Hornets' defensive line.

On a good note, 3rd years beat (whipped would be more apt) the 2nd years in the opening game of inter-year bball. 30-6 by the third quarter, after which I lost count. 'Atta-boys!!! Hope my Awe-Inspiring Presence won't be required on-court till the finals. Any further injuries and I'll be out of the squad for Jaipur...

4th vs 1st starting in thirty. My turn to referee.
Adios, amigos!


*RC-1138 "Boss" voice* Need.....Bacta....

*Walks in, takes a look around, scratches head*



Where is this thing going???



*Walks out, vehemently rings the neighbour's bell, runs*

Jumpin' Jack Flash

Right, to all my fans here in the blogsphere - real, imaginary, and out for lunch - cancel that MIA tag, I've just been feeling terrifically lazy (for a year and a half? wtf???) about blogging, primarily because of the lack of a pc in my room.

- Say hello to Deep Thought -

So, while this isn't exactly the best time to kick this e-can alive, I hereby promise to atleast not forget that I even have a blog (yes, I admit it, I did. But only for a few months. At a time. Please don't hit me.) and finally get around to the task of giving this thing some direction. Never fear, everybody's favourite aimless ramblings will still be a staple feature, but I'm also going to try to steer this boat towards something - anything - that'll serve remotely useful, now that I have another outlet for my same-sex-confinement-induced frustrations (thank you, mechanical engineering department!). I am, ofcourse, referring to Ghost Recon, Sins of a Solar Empire, Silent Hunter 3, Half-Life 2, and Call Of Duty 5 - If I can get the last one to work, that is. Yes, thats right, I have once again fallen into the juicy, delicious trap of expending all my testosterone-fuelled *ness (substitute whatever you want) into addictive, enthralling, and time-consuming video-games, instead of going out and getting a girlfriend. If anybody out there has any hints/clues/ideas/suggestions, please feel free - nay, invited - to drop me a line, I sure would regret graduating without atleast one, torrid, steamy, M&B-shocking....well, you get the picture.

Exams in TWO WEEKS TIME! We're dooooooooooomed!

Thats all for now, and do drop by in a month's time. Sorry I can't promise any posts before then, though I will try.

Quai-Gon-Jin-Not, Out.

Fantastic Four - All FF/Jessica Alba fans, have a decco....

Went for the movie today, closing my ears and mind to reviews from chaps who'd seen it already, and guess what? It wasn't bad at all! Especially for F4 fans like me. Okay, it didn't have any great dialogues or strong plots or drama or anything, but then, it never claimed to have any. It had the Four, it had the Surfer, it had von Doom, it had the Four-Mobile (or whatever they call it), and best of all, it had lots and lots of Jessica Alba. So why the complaints??? I say, if you're on summer break, you're vela (like you probably are), and you want to keep it light, go for it!!!

Thursday Mornink, 14th Zune, 10:00hrs

Woke up at five-thirty, looked out the window with a bleary eye, saw something dark, grey, and bleary - oh joy, its raining. Texted two fellow bballers, cancelled the morning session, gave another bleary look out the window, cursed the powers-that-be who felt like taking an early morning piss right on this city, of all the insanely exciting places they could've drenched instead (someone show them the way to Spain), and curled back into my armadillo-like sleeping-ball. Today is not going to be a good day.