First Taste of THE Cup: World Cup that is

I was born on this day fifty years ago.

When I was 15, I wondered how would it feel to be 50.

Well, I am 50 today.

When I looked at myself in the mirror this morning

I still see the same 'old' me

the 'me' I've always seen in the mirror

I never noticed when I gain height or weight

I never noticed when I grew up and grew old

'Coz, everytime I look into my eyes in the mirror

I always see 'me'

The one I have known since I was born

Half a century ago

I do have some more to pour out here

But I did not sleep until 6 am today

Watching a delayed telecast of World Cup

something I have never done my entire life

Last night, my girl came back

and got very excited watching the match 

between French and Mexico

While I was trying to finish the 'spring cleaning' job 

I started months ago

she went ...'haaa! haaaa!!! ahhhhhh!!! ISHKKKKKK!!!!!

haaa cantikkkkk [beautiful] ... nice one! come on!

I casted few glances at the 42" plasma Panasonic

and noticed

the players, all of them, both teams

have a very strong, confident control

over the ball

with their legs!

very much unlike the games 

I saw my students played on the school fields

or the local games I saw on tv years ago.

And there I was

my cleaning job forgotten

instead, I cooed over the beautiful games

taking over from my girl

who eventually fell asleep on the sofa

with a surgical mask over her nose

[for she suffers rhinitis and I was 'cleaning']

she has been sneezing her nose off non stop

since she arrived in the late evening.

To think that when my friend sms'ed me 

on the first day of the games

I replied ... "thanks but not my cup of tea!"

hehehehe!

Guess, after half a century,

I am learning to savour 

THE cup 

But now

this old lady

is going to take her afternoon nap.