wah super buay tahan, try watching soccer with your mom just beside you, damn patience-testing man. especially if you're watching s'pore-vietnam. here's why:


at kick off:
Mom: Is the field wet?
Me: dunno.
Mom: i think its wet, what do you think?
Me: . . .
IF YOU THINK ITS WET THAN ITS WET LAH, WHY DO U STILL HAVE TO ASK ME FOR MY OPINION EVEN THOUGH YOU'VE ALREADY DECIDED THAT ITS WET?!


after a foul
Mom: ouch.


after 15 min:
Mom: what colour is S'pore wearing?
Me: blue
Mom: why not red?
Me: *fighting back frustration* cuz the other team's wearing red?
Mom: oh.


after the 20th foul:
Mom: ouch. (for the 20th time)


after the offside trap was sprung
Mom: eh why he (the player) stop running?
Me: err.. (ever tried explaining the offside trap to someone clueless abt soccer? if so, you'd probably identify with my sentiments)


after Abu Cashmir comes on
Mom: why his hair like that? so ugly
Me: he like what. let him be lah
Mom: eee but its ugly!
OKIE FINE I UNDERSTAND HIS HAIR LOOKS LIKE A ROTTEN AND SMASHED UP PINEAPPLE ON HIS HEAD, BUT IF THATS HOW HE LIKES HIS HAIR THEN LEAVE HIM ALONE LAH!


after the umpeenth foul
Mom: ouch.