Football? What’s so good about it? Why are they all so obsessed with football? I hate football season the most because I’ve always got distracted by the screaming and shouting voices everywhere around me. And everytime I went out for dinner with my family, there were a lot of boy groups conquering the street stalls. I hate the fact that I won’t be able to watch television because it has been specially booked for my dad. Not to mention that, when I entered the class, my boy classmates were all talking things like ‘2-1’ or ‘4-3’ that I don’t even understand what the heck did those numbers mean?

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To be honest, I can’t remember how it felt when I first set foot in Stadium Negeri, Kuching. I will never be able to unfortunately, since I was probably just a couple years old - sitting with my Mum, not understanding what was going on. We would sit with the WAGs of the Sarawak team usually, since my Dad was with the FA. I made friends with the other kids too, most of them being the sons and daughters of the players’. I recall biting one of the kids, he was the Goalkeeper’s son if I’m not mistaken. He was rough, he’d try to hit me and I’d fight (bite) back.

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Aku mula mengenali dan jatuh cinta dengan bola sepak sejak umur 7 tahun. Sebelum itu aku tak pernah sama sekali menyepak bola. Kali pertama bermain aku terus jatuh cinta. Main bawah panas pun aku tak peduli. Sejak dari itu aku terus gilakan bola sepak.

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Bola sepak. Ada banyak tanggapan kalau kita bersembang tentang sukan ini. Ada yang buat tak endah, ada yang anggap biasa saja dan ada juga yang anggap bola sepak adalah jiwa, nyawa dan segalanya. Seperti aku.

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With Malaysia Cup matches few and far between with football season lasting a mere few months, my first official football game as a spectator was an international encounter that took place exactly 40 years ago.

It was the Merdeka Cup final at Stadium Merdeka, pitting Soh Chin Aun and his men in yellow, against the Atlas Lions, Morocco.

I could not remember how my late Ayah bought those tickets. It must have been over the counter. I did remember the exact place I was though when Labd Khalifa took that free-kick which turned out to be Morocco’s winning goal.

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The game of bolasepak has always been a constant factor in my life. Whether it is in my personal, work, dating, relationship or soon to be God willing marriage life, bolasepak will always be the focal point of my existence.

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Setia. Satu perkataan yang begitu mendalam maksudnya, setia boleh dikaitkan dengan pelbagai perkara termasuk bolasepak.

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One day he asked me where I was born. "Teluk Intan," I answered. Knowing me as a Selangor fan, he then said something that shook my belief:

"But you were born in Perak. Your blood spilled first on the land of Perak. How could you support Selangor?"

You have to remember; we were still 8 years old of age at that time.

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I brought a colleague to watch Malaysia vs Indonesia at the Bukit Jalil National Stadium last year. He was an EPL fan and knew basically nothing about Malaysian football, but because of me always talking about it at office, he decided to follow me to the game. Long story short, the Harimau Malaya won and we had a blast.

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“Huish, goalkeeper dia score goal!”

“Bukan goalkeeper, striker dia. Ole Gunner Soldier nama dia.”

The conversation we had back when we were in Standard Three was one of the earliest football discussions I had in life. I

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