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Superbowl 09

For those of you who know me, it is no surprise that I'm not a sports person. I was never good at any sports. And I have tried many. I started with swimming. Was never good enough to join the elites. Then I tried tennis. Played for a year or so. Got thrashed by a friend who only played the sport for a month. Was forced to try golf which I was horrible at. Badminton, table tennis, bowling, waterpolo. Name it, I've tried it and I suck at them all.

I have purposely left the most played sport by guys out. That would be football, or soccer just to clear the confusion for my American friends. I hate soccer. There is a story behind it. My dad abandoned me to this soccer camp against my own will and it was horrible. It scarred me!!! I was bullied everyday because I had no friends in the camp. I remember crying and asking my dad to bring me home, which he just laugh off. And since then, I hated soccer. Don't judge me. I was young. There are some who almost drowned and became hydrophobic. Mine was soccer.

I am getting somewhere with this. Bear with me. So yesterday was superbowl and it's tradition to watch it with a bunch of friends even if you aren't a football fan. After all, there are great commercials on and a half time show. So in my attempt to integrate into the American culture, I joined a bunch of Americans in my first ever superbowl.

Football is pretty much like rugby. And I hate rugby. 4 years in my highschool AcsI which highly exalts the rugby players and spending a vacation with irwin seet the rugby coach caused it. and it is such a caveman sport. It's just people crashing into one another. Bunch of retards.

But something weird happened. During the superbowl, I found myself cheering. My heart was racing as I see the quarter back make his pass and the receiver catching it and running with all his life across the field. I can't believe it either. I actually like watching football! So as I read up about the rules and decide which team I'm going to support next season, I guess I am becoming more American as the days go by.

Signing out - 2/03/2009 05:22:00 AM

Superbowl 09

For those of you who know me, it is no surprise that I'm not a sports person. I was never good at any sports. And I have tried many. I started with swimming. Was never good enough to join the elites. Then I tried tennis. Played for a year or so. Got thrashed by a friend who only played the sport for a month. Was forced to try golf which I was horrible at. Badminton, table tennis, bowling, waterpolo. Name it, I've tried it and I suck at them all.

I have purposely left the most played sport by guys out. That would be football, or soccer just to clear the confusion for my American friends. I hate soccer. There is a story behind it. My dad abandoned me to this soccer camp against my own will and it was horrible. It scarred me!!! I was bullied everyday because I had no friends in the camp. I remember crying and asking my dad to bring me home, which he just laugh off. And since then, I hated soccer. Don't judge me. I was young. There are some who almost drowned and became hydrophobic. Mine was soccer.

I am getting somewhere with this. Bear with me. So yesterday was superbowl and it's tradition to watch it with a bunch of friends even if you aren't a football fan. After all, there are great commercials on and a half time show. So in my attempt to integrate into the American culture, I joined a bunch of Americans in my first ever superbowl.

Football is pretty much like rugby. And I hate rugby. 4 years in my highschool AcsI which highly exalts the rugby players and spending a vacation with irwin seet the rugby coach caused it. and it is such a caveman sport. It's just people crashing into one another. Bunch of retards.

But something weird happened. During the superbowl, I found myself cheering. My heart was racing as I see the quarter back make his pass and the receiver catching it and running with all his life across the field. I can't believe it either. I actually like watching football! So as I read up about the rules and decide which team I'm going to support next season, I guess I am becoming more American as the days go by.