Do you know Hairudin Omar?
I doubt.
I didn’t know who he is until I read about why he felt like retiring from playing football. Yes, he is a Malaysian striker. Doesn’t that strike you? Made no difference to me. Hairudin felt like giving up football because he said Malaysian fans do not appreciate his struggles as someone who has sacrificed for the country. Really?
Hairudin’s name doesn’t even make a dry grass in my memory sway. Yes, I admit to not knowing any of the Malaysian team’s players, unlike those during the 1970s and early 1980s. I can still remember names like Soh Chin Aun, Wong Choon Wah, Santokh Singh, V Arumugam (a.k.a Spiderman), and of course Mokhtar Dahari (a.k.a Super Mokh). Malaysia was one of Asia’s greatest football teams. Forget South Korea or Japan. Our adversary used to be Burma (now Myanmar). I could even tell who was in control of the ball by reading the number on the jersey’s back.
I cannot do that now. When I saw Malaysia play Thailand in the previous ASEAN Cup, I wanted to laugh. There was no sense of “killing” or “winning”, they were just playing as how they practised. They did not have control of the ball, they were just showing off what they could do with the ball. And worse still, when everyone showed off their so-called quick-passing skills, the final man forward did the same and passed the ball to the opponent’s goalkeeper instead of ramming it into the goal mouth.
Pathetic.
We used to beat the hell out of South Korea…and even Red Star Belgrade. South Korea’s now a giant, qualified in the previous World Cup. And Malaysia’s team would have trouble beating My Team had the latter practise daily for a year.
Pathetic.
SeaDemon Says 