Thursday, December 24, 2009

totaal voetball....

Gentlemen and ladies totaal voetball..

mix it up and give it cold, sold out...

was it..is what we ask

few teams play it..all teams try it..most teams are confused

tactics and brain not required..space is all that counts

totaal voetball s the beauty of finding space with a white circular ball..

s a beautiful game, s the most beautiful game in the world...

when a man runs ahead of you into space..watch and play the ball into it...

pass and move into speace..the team revolves around the opposition..

like a cat around a mouse..play..and play the ball should'nt rest

but must find spaces of all sorts n the field..s beautiful..and then suddenly a ball

cutzs an artery in the defence , the ball moves into space, eye of the tiger, foot of an artist , skill of a hunter, the ball caresses the net,

revolving poem, play and be played by the ball and spaces like continents...

s liquid football..white and beautiful green..and yellow and oranje..

beautiful...

Anelka among other things

s like i have dual citizenjship..i sit here n think about the other world..my world where evrything is a passing color..and all little problems are dear to my heart..where i wonder about how my Nikolas Anelka is going to score against a perked up team in the champions league in my PS2..hehehe..that s how specific i can get !!1

and then there s my other world where im a fkn grown up..hahaha..old..greying..balding...walkin around streets eating chaats and hoping i fit in with the office crowd...

s weird is nt it....god knows what i am hoping to do now..pushin 26...but s just an age..just an age..fitting in ..guess i wud nt say

misfit hehehehe..i don know but must tell u

god knows what..

i love Nikolas Anelka..i guess i must say that so many goals..he is scoring for chelsea too..hehehe

u knwop as i write this and read this simultaneously there s a fear i am reading a freakin mixed up guy..and there s fear how he's gonna pull thru...

love..hmm..ya well..my girl's busy doin her things..hmmm..ina way a slighjt blood let..
but i ll get used to it
hmmm..
that road has been walked by me..times used to sleep there...

smokin, drinkin, boozin, and dopin, nothing helps a cured mind
nnothing helps..a cured mind.. now im even more confused than i was i guess..bye

pheww..he he