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I was awaken by the Handphonetron transforming sound. An sms from Daniel Franklin informing me the first goal of the Portugal-beating bash. I was a bit in a “hangover” condition and was a bit tired and thought of leaving it to fate for Germany to progress on to the semi-final. In short, I was a bit sleepy and reluctant to get up.

I was back to slumber and not more than 4-5 minutes later, came another sms. Second goal was scored in just a few minutes after the first goal. I was a bit moved and couldn’t sleep already. Quickly switched on the TV and to my dismay, there’s no live telecast on free tv. Arrgh. Then came another sms telling me I’m missing a good game. That’s it.

I quickly donned my Germany shirt and rushed to the nearest mamak. It was half time and I was managed to catch a glimpse of Sherby Singh. Hooray. Ordered hot Milo and tosai.

Watching football alone can sometime be very boring but for an important match, I’ve got no choice. Glad my sacrifice of staying up is not wasted. Its been a while since I woke up in the middle of the nite to watch football. Seriously.