Crunchy-Bites

 

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Cos me helped to write it.. ;D

Btw I received an early Xmas present:

 

Fractures at my metacarpal bone while playing futsal, so my right hand is casted in plaster of paris now. Hohoho!

AWESOME! ;D

Life is boring like a fishball lately, round and round and round again with all the same old daily routine, and our King just underwent knee surgery overseas recently so he delayed the motion to bail us out of jail and commission us as officers, which means more balls.

With so many fishballs overfilling over plates, it’s only logical that we dump it all into a cooking pot and make steamboat out of it. So last sunday i organized this steamboat feast for my 12 housemates. I got my juniors to help me with buying the raw material to feed 12 hungry mouths, so from Giant sg wang we got everything that we needed to make this a good feast, from all kind of balls to dory fish fillet to prawns to herbal soup stock to all kinds of vegies etc etc etc, we even booze up with a bottle of red wine and a smaller bottle of whisky lol.

There there out of focus pics taken with a good camera (Sony DSLR-A330) but a noob owner photographer showing us in ‘action’:

All the hungry wolves.                                     This looks orderly, but when the pot was ready it’s not!   

A pot full of balls.                                              We feed our juniors too!

Tomyam soup stock.                                         Sharing jokes while waiting the pot to be cooked.

Yum yum yum….                                               Yum yum yum yum….

Yum yum yum yum yum….                                 Fully satiated.

Happie!                                                             Lagi-lagi happie!

I commited a crime on alcohol that night, accidently broke this:

Forgive me dear Lord for i have sinned……..it was still 3 quarter full damn sayang!

My moment on the ring had finally came: 3 rounds, 2 minutes long each and 1 minute of time-out in between rounds….jab. 1-2. hook, uppercut, hook, punch! My opponent was a guy named Najib, nicknamed po-po, i had an obvious height advantage over him, but i didn’t want to take it lightly because in earlier matches I’ve seen tall guys getting beaten up by opponents shorter than them.

We exchanged lots of punches on Round 1, i was aiming for his head trying to knock him of balance while most of his punches landed on my stomach, where layers of fat around it absorbed most of the impact haha. My opponent started to show signs of fatigue on Round 2 and i started to feel like i was controlling the match, so i went in more often with simple jabs to try to score more points, at the same time deflecting my opponents’ punches to deny him points. On Round 3 my opponent was struggling just to stand steady, i could have deliver some quick knock-out punches to end the game, but being symphatetic i just let the game stretch till the sounding of the final bell. And i won by virtue of most points collected.

It’s really true when you hear people say that 2 mins on the ring is like 20 mins outside of it, and the experience is definitely not pleasant to bear if you are the one getting beaten up. Height can be a huge advantage but it all boils down to personal stamina and fitness. I had not train much for my match therefore i’m lucky to get an opponent who’s shorter and less fit than me. But being on the ring and staying on it takes as much mental strength as physical fitness, it’s not for the faint-hearted.

                     

Waiting to be called up onto the ring.              Round 1: A jab met with a block.

 

As i’m taller my arm length is taller too.                 BAMMM!

Going after my opponent.                            Falling back to avoid a punch while sending one of my own.

       

Seconders helping me out during time-out.                And i won! ;D