I've always maintained that it was a lame name

And so, Melbourne Victory have managed to make a fool of their team name again, and have gone and lost the Grand Final.

For the neutral, it was a good Grand Final. 1-1, went to penalties, and Muscat misses his first penalty like, ever, by hitting a post.

Ah well. Let's hope the Arsenal beat West Ham tomorrow, and go top of the league for the first time since forever. Shame we drew Barca in the Champions League, but one can't have everything in life.

Word of the Day: Victory

More like 'F plates for failbots'

they should be a english section to the driving test!!! i had how they always use their language barrier as a way out of shit,

I read this statement today, posted in a group that can be found here:

http://www.facebook.com/group.php?v=wall&ref=mf&gid=221347833447

and I just laughed.

It's a group called 'A plates for Asian drivers' or something equally stupid. It's about how bad Asian drivers are. And it sort of transmogrified into how bad their English is. I was going to comment on how you very rarely see Asians involved in massive car accidents, but I really don't have the stats to back that up, and nor do I think these things have anything to do with race. I don't think I need to add too much more to the extremely profound statement up above. Pretty much says it all.

Imma stop laughing at irony now.

Oh, A League with Linda and her sister Dianne/Diane (I don't know how to spell) last night was also good fun. Bad game from a neutral point of view, as Gold Coast were pretty much acting like punching bags. But good performance from Victory. All the goals were fairly sublime. The flare was also a bit epic. Like, I could barely see the TV screen for 15 minutes afterwards. The anticipated grilling from Linda's parents also wasn't as bad as she made it sound like it would be. I actually quite enjoyed it. Should get grilled more often.

Word of the Day: A

The "Big Game"

The most exciting thing about the "Big Game" last night was me buying a scarf before the match started. In truth, the game wasn't that great, but the goal was very, very sweet. It didn't help that the ref was of the card-happy variety. I thought Adelaide played very well, especially given the circumstances, and certainly better than I expected. But being my first A-League game, it was still quite good.

Dinner with NQT chumps on Thursday night was also quite an experience, as I learnt how to play Mafia.

And if you're wondering why these events are out of chronological order, it's because they're ranked in order of reader-decided popularity. 

Uni tomorrow should be a blast. As I always say (or maybe just recently started saying), it's not as important who you have class with, it's who you have breaks with. And it seems as though millions of my friends have break at the same time as me. Let's go uni '09.