Tuesday, November 18, 2008

ih ih ih

Here I am. Sitting in front of this PC, wondering. Thinking. What am I going to do today? Sheesh. The motivation seems to fade away. I don’t feel too excited anymore, working here. This is sad. Pathetic.

I came here with a great vision, and high hopes. I wanted to learn, add my knowledge and gain experience. Well, I did get those, but with little passion. Everyone here is thinking about himself or herself. They worked hard to promote themselves, and don’t care about others. I guess I don’t blame them. This is the reality. You have to compete. Otherwise, you’ll get to nowhere.

So, Khairil has gone to Perth. So did Sue. Adam is next. Siti is still in Melbourne. I heard Saifudin is next in line to go to Perth. Edward is even better, migrated to Melbourne and work there. So, where do I stand now? Nowhere dude. Except Khairil, all of them joined this company after me. They all got their chances already. Me? Only God can tell.

Now, am I being jealous here? Yes, you can say that. The way I see it, I’m a victim of this company hasten vision and planning. I have to work with two supervisors, and that makes it harder for them to make proper plan for me. Today, I do dam job, tomorrow, I do drainage job. Then they become confused, whether to send me for training on dams, or drainage design. In the end, I go nowhere. Perfect. Just perfect.

If you want to recruit and train a dam engineer, then make sure you set a proper plan for it. Don’t just pluck this fella from anywhere and ask him to learn this and that. At the same time, let this fella do other work, which is not quite related. Then you expect this fella to learn quickly. Steep learning curve. Yea right. Steep my pompous ass la.

I know, it’s never easy to be success. But without fair, and equal chance, how am I going to compete and upgrade myself? Maybe I’m just too frustrated here, I don’t know. I was promised a lot of things early this year and none of it being materialised. Ni macam janji2 pilihanraya la ni. Akhirnya gigit jari. Jalan tak berturap. Air takde. Elektrik pon tak masuk.

I wonder when will the letter from the “heaven” delivered to me. Save me from this misery (and lead me to other type of misery). As I have little strength to wait any longer. The grass is always greener on the other side. Is there any truth in it? We have to find out. I have to find out. This episode has becoming so sad. Pathetic.

Monday, November 17, 2008

i'm so damn proud of my brother




As news of Tiger Woods' knee injury hits the headlines, a researcher at the University of Southampton has developed a new self-powered sensor to monitor progress during knee operations.

As part of his final year project in his Masters degree in Electromechanical Engineering, which he studied at the University's School of Electronics and Computer Science (ECS), Fauzan Baharudin explored the potential for the use of thick film technology in the development of medical sensors which could be embedded in the knee during surgery.

This new sensor, called Serial In-vivo Transducer (SIT), which uses thick film technology, could measure tendon force during Anterior Cruciate Ligament (ACL) reconstruction.

The ACL is the most commonly injured ligament and is commonly damaged by athletes, in fact it is reported that this is the ligament associated with Tiger Woods' injury.

Fauzan's project was supervised by Professor Neil White at ECS, who, in 1991 developed thick film piezoelectric material which made it possible to produce a sensor which could power itself if it were installed in a device that vibrates and would be ideal for appliances where physical connections to the outside world were difficult.

Professor White said: 'Although this work is still in its infancy, our earlier research in thick-film sensors has shown that it is feasible to apply the technology to medical applications such as prosthetic hands. We have also shown that it is possible to harvest energy from the human body using piezoelectric materials and the knee is subjected to very high levels of force during everyday activities. It therefore seems logical to combine the two approaches to deliver a new type of embedded, self-powered sensors

In Fauzan's project entitled Assessing the use of thick-film technology in knee surgery: along with energy harvesting in-vivo, he has also incorporated some of this energy harvesting capability into SIT which means that it will be self-powered.

'I chose knee surgery because this has been very little research carried out in this field and I felt a self-powered device could work well in the knee,' he said.

Before developing SIT, Fauzan reviewed the existing devices in this field and concluded that due to its flexibility in fabrication, low capital cost, fast lead time and its suitability for use in the body, thick film technology is the best solution for ACL surgery. Assessment of the energy harvesting feature revealed that the device could produce more than enough energy to power itself.

'It remains a mystery to me, given how common knee injuries are among athletes, that devices like ours have not been developed before now,' said Fauzan. 'A sensible assumption for this is that thick film technology does not reach medical researchers as quickly as it does within the microelectronics community hence the delay in realising the huge potential in developing in vivo transducers.'

http://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/113764.php
http://www.ecs.soton.ac.uk/about/news/1914
http://www.sciencecentric.com/news/article.php?q=08070148

Friday, November 14, 2008

i have a dream...

I have a dream,

an Aston Martin,

to help me cope,

with anything,


If you see the wonder,

of its power,

you don't have to ponder,

if it can go any faster,


I believe in speed,

something good in every car I beat,


I don't believe in brakes,

when i know the time is right to overtake,


Oh my Aston Martin,

I have a dream....










Wednesday, October 29, 2008

2.92

I have encountered a valuable experience recently. The experience was really a stunner in a sense that it hit me hard in the face (and breaking my heart). So far, I have never thought that I’d be facing such thing, but finally I did. And I have no answer to it. But it did make me feel so annoyed and upset me a lot.

The issue was, what’s the fucking deal with 2.92? I’ve met two distinguished academician. The first thing they asked was, “why did you get 2.92?” and then followed by:

“batch you ramai tak dapat 3 ke atas?”

“dalam banyak2 semester ni, ade tak you score 3 ke atas?”

“ape kelebihan you ni, sebab ramai yang lain dapat 3.5, 3.8?”

“dengan 2.92 ni awak dapat jugak buat master ye?”

“kerje setahun setengah je, I don’t think you ade design pape pon kan?”

Pukimak. Those were very insulting questions. Hey pundek, with that 2.92, I’ve finished my master in one and a half year only. By research you fuckin idiot. Not mixed mode or by course. I’ve presented two papers in two national conferences. I have experience in teaching tutor classes for one year even though I reluctantly doing it. But I did! I’ve been active with various campus activities and sports, played in the highest level of National Varsity tournament for two years. Fuck you!

With this 2.92, I managed to get a job in GHD, one of the leading consultant firms in Australia. I have managed to complete 2 projects in just one year. Yes, you may be right, I haven’t designed anything big yet, as my role here is just a junior hydrologist. But still, those experiences aren’t something you can get on the sidewalks or on the street. Do those who get 3 pointers and above have the experience travel 6 hours on a boat, staying in the jungle doing river gauging? Do they know how long does it take to complete a gauging? Can they tell their students that Rational Method would tend to give higher values in its results? I bet they couldn’t.

I respect those who scored 3 pointers and above. They are great. They worked hard to earn it. They deserved it. But it doesn’t mean that those who couldn’t score 3 pointers are stupid and lazy. Everything happens for a reason. In my case, I’ve tried my best to balance my campus activities with academic. Hence, 2.92 should be a credible result for an active student. Why can’t you accept that? Fuck la you guys.

So, beginning today, I officially declare that I’ll never EVER respect those people and their institution again. Pergi mampos. Harap nama je bijak pandai2, tapi x reti hormat orang lain. Hina orang lain. Pukimak la. Simpan je ijazah korang tu dalam lubang jubo korang. Pergi la terus hidup dengan obsesi terhadap 3 pointer ke atas tu.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

bebel

Racist

baru baru ni kite sume ade dgr pasal sorang ahli umno (ketua pulak tuh) kat penang meraban x tentu hala. kononnya ceramah beliau ade menyentuh isu sensitif dan berbau perkauman. and he insisted that he did nothing wrong as the thing he mentioned during his speech was merely based on facts. fair enough. you may have stated the fact, but being a so called "LEADER", such statement may not be appropriate. okay, fine, eventhough you still think you're right, but what's the harm apologizing for any hard feeling felt by the chinese prior to your speech? yang emo sgt tu kenape? tak reti2 yg BN tu dah nk rebah menyembah bumi, lagi nk berdegil camtu skali? mmg la semangat nk mempertahankan melayu tu perlu ada, perlu kuat dalam diri kite ni. tak mintak maaf pon xpa, tp be wise lah sket. mintak maaf kalau ada yg tersinggung perasaan. ckap je la ayat tu. sudah la. you defend your act, and at the same time you apologize IF your act hurts other people. simple isn't it? yg ketegaq tu pasai paa? bodoh. low class. patut pon DAP tu pegang penang la ni sebab ada orang2 cam hangpa laa. akai xdak. klu sayangkan umno,sayangkan bangsa melayu kita ni, bukan camtu caranya. kita kena bijak sket. la ni, hang pikiaq laa sindri...

16 september

hmm la ni sume org dok hingaq pasai 16 sept.betui kaa kita akan dapat kerajaan baru?macam2 andaian, spekulasi,tohmahan,tilikan dibuat. klu merujuk pada blog2 pro pakatan rakyat ni, sume konpiden je nk tukar krajaan.hm.we'll see.korg ingat senang nk tukar kerajaan?ingat kerajaan ni macam main masak2?nk tukar suke2 hati bile rase nk tukar.ape jadah nye pilihanraya tuh?mana amalan demokrasi yg dilaungkan oleh sume pihak, tak kira pembangkang atau pon kerajaan? kita amalkan demokrasi berparlimen - kerajaan yang dipilih rakyat melalui undi di pilihanraya, bukan demokrasi berlompat2 - kerajaan yang dibina oleh ahli wakil rakyat melompat parti. nak ramai pulak tu, smpai 30++ org. i'm not saying that i like the current govt. they suck!makan duit rakyat tak abis2..slow mo,and pain in d arses.flip flop some say. the worst decison made by the govt is by increasing the fuel price. and it's even worst when they dared asking us to change our lifestyle! kepala hotak die berjambul. minyak naik, sume bende naik la bangang. oke la pastu kau turunkan harge minyak, tpi ingat barang2 tu bleh turun balik ka? sorii. bg rebet, yg ade kenderaan je dibaginye, tp yg xdak kereta tuh? depa pon nk kene beli brg2 makan gak. nak ubah cara idup camne laginye? nk mkn ubi rebus cicah garam cam zaman jepon? xyah pakai letrik, gune jamung je gi jalan malam2. cmtu ke? eay korg tu hidup beranak pinak dengan elaun2, mane tau erti susah? elaun beribu2. nk potong sket pon aritu berkira. ceh. they really need to be replaced indeed, but i'm not so sure by MPs switching parties will bring any good.maybe anwar can't wait any longer for the next general election. the rakyat has suffered a lot. i do hope he really does it for the rakyat. not for his personal ambitions to be the next PM. my personal view is, he should be concentrating on developing the 5 states that they won in the last GE. show to people that they're capable on bringing changes and create prosperity in those states. but again, i guess the rakyat has suffered a lot...and he couldn't wait any longer.

ape pon aku taknak jd taksub.taknak taksub pada PR, taknak taksub pada BN. bukannye takde pendirian, tapi memilih untuk mencari yang terbaik. asalkan ia baik untuk rakyat terbanyak, aku setuju dan sokong je, biarpon dari parti cap kunci skali pon.kadang2 ade bende dengar boleh, percaya jangan.lu pikirlah sindrii.

puasa

biaselah, puasa tiap2 taun bende yg paling teringat puasa kat usm. zaman pegi bazar ngn moto ramai2. slalu pegi dgn lan, sebab die sekepala ngn aku, x nak buke ngn makanan kat kafe tuh. selere mesti tingggi. biar ribut topan datang sekalipon, buke puase semestinye dengan lauk pauk dan kuih muih yang lazat dan menyelerakan kat bazar ramadan p.buntar.so memang, seiingat aku, buke kat kafe tu zaman2 smpai 2nd year je kot. 3rd n 4th year dah rajin kuar gi bazar. mase master lagi la, rajin gi ngn kak ayu n kdg2 dgon.kdg2 kak ayu wat masak2 kat umah die, lg bes, berdoyon2 la dak master menempel muke nk mkn skali kat umah die. those good old days. i'll always miss those memories. betul la org selalu ckp, zaman belajar2 tu la zaman paling bes. dah keje ni, haramm gi bazar ramadan. xde feel dah la.

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

Paku di Hati

Ada seorang pemuda yang sangat pemarah. Dia tidak dapat mengawal kemarahannya walaupun ianya hanya satu masalah kecil sahaja. Pada suatu hari, bapanya telah menghadiahkannya dengan seguni paku.

"Untuk apakah paku-paku ini ayah?" tanya pemuda tersebut.

"Setiap kali kamu marah, kamu pakulah tembok batu di hadapan rumah kita ini, bagi melepaskan kemarahan mu" jawab ayahnya.

Pada hari yang pertama sahaja, pemuda itu telah memaku sebanyak 37 batang paku pada tembok batu tersebut. Selepas beberapa minggu, setelah dia dapat mengurangkan kemarahannya, jumlah paku yang digunakan juga berkurangan.

Dia mendapati, adalah lebih mudah mengawal kemarahannya dari memukul paku menembusi tembok batu tersebut. Akhirnya tibalah pada suatu hari, dimana pemuda tersebut tidak marah, walau sekali pun.

Dia pun memberitahu ayahnya mengenai perkara tersebut dengan gembira. Bapanya mengucapkan tahniah dan menyuruh dia mencabut kembali paku itu satu persatu, pada setiap hari yang ia lalui tanpa kemarahan. Hari berganti hari, dan akhirnya dia berjaya mencabut kesemua paku-paku tersebut. Pemuda tersebut lantas memberitahu perkara tersebut kepada bapanya dengan bangganya.

Bapanya lantas memimpin tangannya ke tembok tersebut dan berkata "Kau telah melakukannya dengan baik, anakku, tetapi lihatlah kesan lubang-lubang di tembok batu tersebut, tembok itu tidak akan kelihatan sama lagi seperti sebelumnya. Bila kau menyatakan sesuatu atau melakukan sesuatu ketika marah, ianya akan meninggalkan kesan parut dan luka, sama seperti ini.

Kau boleh menikam seseorang dengan pisau dan membunuhnya. Tetapi ingatlah, tak kesah berapa kali kau memohon maaf dan menyesal atas perbuatan mu, namun lukanya masih tetap ada. Luka di hati adalah lebih pedih dari luka fizikal.

Orang akan melupakan apa yang kamu katakan.....
Orang akan melupakan apa yang kamu lakukan.....
Tetapi, orang TIDAK akan pernah lupa bagaimana kamu membuat mereka begitu bererti.

Assalamualaikum.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Not in the mood

I don’t feel so happy today. There are so many things have happened and I began to wonder. Mostly it’s about my own future. The classic issues, on what I want to be, what I should do to get better life and how to get rich. This morning I found out that there are so many things that I still don’t know, especially in engineering discipline. Yeah, it’s true that I can be considered a fresh graduate, as I don’t have much working experience. But is that really an acceptable excuse?

Sometimes I wonder am I a fast learner or not. I think I am, but somehow I get the feeling that some people over here would have different opinion. At least my previous mentor thought that I could do work well and produce admirable results. But that was in different environment and circumstances. Over here, the competition and pressure is unbelievable! I got to always to be few steps ahead and get ready for any incoming workload. If I don’t, then people will start talking. Speaking of which, these “talking- behind-your-back” activities are definitely popular in any offices. It can get you demoralize and crush your enthusiasm to do work. I just wonder how much longer till it gets to me. I hope it won’t.

I think I better think carefully, and decide on my future wisely. I can’t say that I’m getting fed up already working as an engineer, but I just feel that there’s something more interesting for me out there. Oh God, how I wish I know what it is right now..


I wonder since when I couldn’t speak English well. This morning I’ve been trying to contact DID Sarawak, and to my surprise, I found it so difficult for me to communicate with the officer! DID Sarawak have a lot of Chinese staff and obviously their Malay language is a bit different than ours in Peninsular. That’s why English is the best language to be used when dealing with them.

I remembered my experience with those Australians during our trip to Sarawak few months ago. I rarely talked to them and speak whenever it’s necessary only. I know that’s bad and very unhealthy. That’s why I need to practice more and be brave enough to talk to them. Will I get the chance to travel with them again? Only time will tell (and the financial condition of Baleh project of course!).

Hey, I’m quite impressed here. This time I managed to write something proper as an entry. Usually it’s only simple story, and pointless issue, but today I really came out with a pretty good piece of work. Maybe it’s because of the Tun Dr Mahathir’s blog. I read it yesterday and I must say that I kinda miss that old fella as our PM. Well, don’t get me wrong, as he may not be total 100% clean and right all the time, but his thoughts and ideas are definitely invaluable. During his time as PM, the government looked strong and any conflicts and issues were well addressed. Compared to the current government, they have lost five states on the last General Election... What else can I say? Of course this is my personal view, and as Malaysian, everyone is entitled to have one, right?

I think that’s all for today. I’m not in the mood to do my work. That’s why I wrote this entry. Hopefully I will continue to write and express my views through this blog. Till then, jazakumullahu khairan kathira.

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Sorry - Buckcherry

Oh I had alot to say
Was thinking on my time away
I missed you and things weren't the same
'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry it makes me wanna die.

I'm sorry I'm bad,
I'm sorry you're blue
I'm sorry about all the things I said to you
And I know I can't take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby the way you make my world go 'round
And I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

This time I think I'm to blame
It's harder to get through the days
We get older and blame turns to shame
'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry it makes me wanna die.

I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue
I'm sorry about all the things I said to you
And I know I can't take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby the way you make my world go 'round
And I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

Every single day I think about how we came all this way
The sleepless nights and the tears you cried
It's never too late to make it right
Oh yeah sorry

I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue
I'm sorry about all the things I said to you
And I know I can't take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby the way you make my world go 'round
And I just wanted to say I'm sorry.
I'm sorry baby.
I'm sorry baby, Yeah.
I'm sorry.

Monday, March 31, 2008

what goes around..comes around

There's once a straight road ahead of me. I used to walked slowly and carefully so that I didn't go to other directions. somehow, along the way, there were some distractions. and i got caught into..and never got out. now i wonder, why the hell i just didn't follow the straight road which may lead me to peacefulness. why did i let myself drown into those unnecessary distractions?...


the answer is...because it was so damn fun.

Monday, February 11, 2008

The Busby Babes: Munich Remembered

The Busby Babes line up for the very last time ahead of their last game together..
(courtesy of GettyImages)


An article by Phil Holland

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It is the summer of 1968 and on Wembley's hallowed turf, underneath the famous twin towers and in front of 100,000 fans Manchester United have just beaten Benfica 4-1 to lift the European Cup.
On the pitch the celebrations soon engulf Matt Busby. One by one his players find him, shake him by the hand and embrace him. Each expressing in these brief emotional moments feelings of joy, of thanks, excitement and something more; empathy.

It can be seen best in the fleeting glimpses the archives show of Busby with George Best and with Manchester-born Nobby Stiles, who shares a particularly poignant exchange with his manager.

Ten years on from February 6th, 1958 and Busby and United had achieved greatness.
It was an achievement born out of the necessity to honour the memories of Busby's Babes who died in Munich...

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The scale of the Munich air disaster, the sheer tragedy of the events and their subsequent impact is difficult to impart to a new generation of football fans. This was a team that had achieved considerable success and while so-doing won the hearts of a nation, not just the red half of Manchester.

Two consecutive league championships, a runners-up place in the 1957 FA Cup final, five back-to-back FA Youth Cups between 1953-57, a place in the 1957 European Cup semi-finals and the same again in 1958.

The Busby Babes were on the brink of greatness, the future was theirs. There seemed to be no limit on what they could achieve.

That they had managed to accomplish so much is remarkable in itself, but it was the manner in which it was achieved that endeared so many to that Manchester United team. It was a side that not only played with style and panache, but they did so with players who broke the mould.
The commonly held belief at the time was that to compete at the highest level required experience in every position, blooding a youngster represented a considerable risk. While Busby recognised the importance of experience he believed that youth was an undervalued asset and could give him the edge.

So rather than buying seasoned professionals, as was the norm, Busby built a side around youth; it was a gamble, but one that paid off. The average age of his 1956 championship winning side was just 22. The average age of the side which flew back from Belgrade in February, 1958 after securing a place in the European Cup semi-finals was 23.

Busby is a close as you can get in football to being regarded as a pioneer, as a visionary; with his ground-breaking youth scheme he re-wrote the way football teams were constructed and by recognising the potential of the European Cup he embraced a new frontier.

Under pressure from the English football authorities champions Chelsea did not enter the European Cup in its inaugural season in 1955/56, but despite the same opposition Busby led his championship winners into Europe for the competition's second season and managed to reach the semi-finals where they lost to Real Madrid.

After securing the league title again in 1956/57 United qualified once more for the European Cup in the 1957/68 season, and after their success in the competition the previous season United were automatically amongst the favourites.

Those walking the corridors of power at the Football Association and the Football League were diametrically opposed to the European Cup fearing it would undermine the integrity of the game at home, and so strove to make United's decision to compete as difficult as possible by dismissing any pleas to alleviate fixture congestion.

Under new league rules any team competing in Europe had to be back in England a full 24 hours before their next domestic fixture. In fact United's decision to charter a plane from British European Airways for that ill-fated round trip to Belgrade in February 1958 for the European Cup quarter-final against Red Star owed itself to this ruling.
In the previous round United had struggled to get home in time for their league fixture against Birmingham City when their flight home after a game against Dukla Prague was delayed.

This time Busby wanted no such delays, no such worries ahead of United's vital game on Saturday February 8th against league leaders Wolves, a game of great importance to Busby who was aiming to secure the league title for a third straight season.

So against this background of opposition from the powers that be and restrictive time constraints Busby and his young convention-defying team, which was already on the path to glory, began its last fateful journey together.
Having beaten Red Star 2-1 at Old Trafford a draw would be enough to see them into the semi-finals of the European Cup for the second successive season. On an icy pitch in Belgrade on the February 5th United raced into a 3-0 lead but, perhaps betraying United's youthful naivety, Red Star got back into the game. Nevertheless, despite a 3-3 draw on the day United won 5-4 on aggregate and secured a place in the semis.

The players and club officials enjoyed a cocktail reception at the British Embassy after the game before beginning their journey home the following day aboard BEA Flight 609. The Elizabethan class aircraft, the 'Lord Burleigh', landed in heavy snow for refuelling at the Munich-Riem airport in West Germany. It would never to fly again.

Twice the aircraft tried to take off, and twice it failed. After each attempt the passengers were all asked to return to the terminal building. The second time Duncan Edwards, like some of the other players, was convinced they would not be travelling home that afternoon, and so sent his landlady a telegram which read: 'All flights cancelled. Returning home tomorrow. Duncan.' The telegram was delivered at 5pm.

Despite their reading of the situation the passengers were called to the plane for a third time. In the cabin the laughing and joking of the previous attempts was replaced by a sense of apprehension.

At 3.04pm Captain James Thain attempted a third take off. As a result of the slush and snow on the runway the plane could not reach take off speed and so failed to gain height.

The plane crashed through the airport's perimeter fence and careered into an unoccupied house. The port wing and part of the tail was ripped off and the house caught fire. The port side of the cockpit slammed into a tree, the starboard side of the plane hit a wooden hut causing the fuel truck and tyres it housed to explode.

Twenty-one of the 44 people aboard perished in the crash, while a further two were to succumb to their injuries in hospital. Seven of the players who had played in Belgrade a day earlier died instantly: Geoff Bent (25), Roger Byrne (28), Eddie Colman (21), Mark Jones (24), David Pegg (22), Tommy Taylor (26) and Liam 'Billy' Whelan (22).

Duncan Edwards lost his fight for life 15 days later on February 21, while the careers of Johnny Berry and Jackie Blachflower were ended as a result of the injuries they sustained.

The bodies of the dead were flown back to Manchester and lay overnight in the Old Trafford gymnasium before being collected by the families.

Over 100,000 people lined streets as the hearses delivered their coffins to the stadium and thousands more lined the streets for the subsequent funerals and memorial services, while two minutes of silence were observed at matches across the country.

Busby himself, the father of the team, suffered fractured ribs, a punctured lung and injuries to his legs. So grave was his condition that the last rites were administered in the hours following the crash. Two weeks on and entombed in an oxygen tent Busby was again read the last rites.
Remarkably he recovered enough to continue his convalescence in Switzerland where he was accompanied by his wife, Jean. Busby did not return to Manchester until April 18. He made his journey by rail and sea.

In the immediate aftermath of the tragedy, amid the grief, shock, sorrow and pain there was James Patrick Murphy, Busby's assistant and the man who did all in his power to keep the club functioning.

Manchester United owes a great debt of gratitude to Jimmy Murphy, it is thanks to his dogged determination and devotion that the shattered club and community were able to continue.
Bobby Charlton recalls that on a visit to the Rechts der Isar Hospital in Munich Murphy was a tower of strength as he tended to the injured players and relayed to the infirm the scale of the tragedy and the grief being experienced in Manchester.

In Charlton's autobiography he remembers how Murphy's heartening displays of strength were revealed to have been a brave face worn to protect others: 'One day he was discovered in a back corridor of the hospital, sobbing his heart out in pain at the loss of so many young players.'

Murphy implored the survivors to fight through the suffering for the good of the club and the memory of their fallen team-mates. It was Murphy who took charge as Busby fought for life and Murphy who sought to find the players necessary to field a team for the first game after the disaster.

Through death and injury the United squad was decimated, such was the shortage of players facing Murphy that players were brought in from outside the club and, 17-year-olds were called up from the second reserves.

In stark a illustration of the problems facing the club, United winger Kenny Morgan recalls: 'I was back playing about a month after the crash. I shouldn't have played until the following year. But there were no players at United. All the wingers were killed.'

Morgan, who was only rescued hours after the crash when two German reporters were scouring the wreckage for the film of the Red Star game, never reclaimed the form he showed before the disaster.

On February 19th 60,000 fans crammed into Old Trafford for the postponed FA Cup 5th round tie against Sheffield Wednesday; it was United's first game after the disaster. In the programme for that game 11 blank spaces appeared where the United players should have been.

Amazingly, two of the survivors took the pitch for what was to be a 3-0 win; Bill Foulkes, who Murphy made skipper that day, and Harry Gregg who just two weeks earlier had helped pull survivors from the wreckage, including Charlton and Busby.
United went on to reach the FA Cup final, but lost at Wembley to Bolton Wanderers, they were also defeated in semi-final of the European Cup by AC Milan. As a mark of respect UEFA invited United to compete in the competition the following season, but the invitation was declined.

While tragedy and football are no strangers, from the relatively recent disasters at Heysel and Hillsbrough to the 66-fans who died at Ibrox in 1971 and 1949's Superga air disaster, which claimed the lives of 18 Torino players, the events and aftermath of Munich still resonate.

Perhaps the sense of loss was so acute and is still remembered today because it stemmed from the loss of young, talented people not yet close to fulfilling their potential.

The Babes may not be young by today's standards when 21-year-old footballs are far from a rarity. The same was not true in 1958. The youngest to perish was Eddie Colman just 21 years and 3 months old; the eldest, the captain of the side, Roger Byrne, who died aged 28.

While the city of Manchester and United as a club felt the loss most acutely, Munich was also a tragedy for English football, European football and the game as a whole and perhaps this is why their memories remain so cherished.

Of those that died Tommy Taylor was already an established part of the England national team with 16 goals in 19 appearances, as was Byrne with 33 caps to his name, while David Pegg had just broken into the national side and Duncan Edwards had broken the post-war record as the youngest player to represent England aged just 18, he went on to win 18 caps.

Charlton still says Edwards is the best player he ever saw play the game. That Charlton played with and against players of the calibre of di Stefano, Beckenbauer, Pele and Best makes such a statement all the more remarkable and further echoes the tragedy of talent lost.

Another reason the Babes are still important today is that their legacy has always been at the forefront of everything Manchester United stands for and strives to attain, and it is as important today as it was 50 years ago.

From the 'Flowers of Manchester' banner inside Old Trafford to the ethos of fast flowing football, complete with an emphasis on youth, employed by Alex Ferguson today, the memory and achievements of Busby and his Babes informs and moulds the club...

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Thirty-one years on from the European Cup triumph of 1968 Manchester United are training at the Camp Nou ahead of their appearance in the final of Champions League.

May 26 1999 is set to be another momentous day in the club's history. By coincidence it will mark the 90th birthday of Busby, who died in 1994 having seen Ferguson end the club's 26-year wait for a league title last won in the season prior to the triumph at Wembley.

On the pitch Alex Ferguson wears a replica shirt from the 1968 triumph. It is at once a gesture which pays homage to those who went before, a show of pride, of honour and of heritage. It is also, in no small part, a canny device designed to inspire his players.

The challenge for Ferguson and his players was to emulate and honour Busby and his players, those who triumphed in 1968 and those who perished in 1958.

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In memorium:

Players: Geoff Bent, Roger Byrne, Eddie Colman, Duncan Edwards, Mark Jones, David Pegg, Tommy Taylor, Liam Whelan.

Journalists: Alf Clarke, Don Davies, George Follows, Tom Jackson, Archie Ledbrooke, Henry Rose, Eric Thompson, Frank Swift.

Also killed: Walter Crickmer (club secretary), Bert Whalley (chief coach), Tom Curry (trainer), Capt Kenneth Rayment (co-pilot), Bela Miklos (travel agent), Willie Satinoff (supporter), Tom Cable (steward).





Monday, February 04, 2008

farewell Ping!

(sitting from left: zue, norizan, kak zai, ping, kak sherry, kak marini, nana.
standing from left: siti, jason, mr kho, mr beh, me, henry, khairil, yazid, saiful)

well, for once, most of the water group members can have a photo session together. the sweet and nice Ping Chae Yew is leaving GHD. so this is the farewell lunch to celebrate her last day in GHD..

Thursday, January 31, 2008

hepi besday!

yeaa, last wednesday was Mr Kho's birthday. He's 39 now. still young and dangerous.haha. we kinda set up a suprise party for him. i had to sneak out from the office with kak zai to buy drinks. siti even went to sogo just to buy the cake. it's a very nice cake.

that's me chatting with him and Mr. Beh. wah, got into the bosses' circle ah. huhu. sometimes i still feel shy to speak with them. aiya. maybe in time i'll be able to interact better with the top people. huhu. gotta go now, happy hour is going to start in few minutes. yeay! makan2. i end this entry with the picture of the cake. the caption's quite cute, actually.hehe. hepi besday boss!

Friday, January 04, 2008

Prison Break - Season 3


from left: T-Bag, Bellick, Whistler, Sofia, Linc, Michael, Sucre, Mahone, Lechero and Gretchen.



hohhohohohohoohohohooo last nite i watched 8 episodes of latest prison break. gosh! i was even forgot that i've to go to work today.hehee. non stop man. couldn't stop actually. i guess the series are still great and exciting like the previous seasons. there are some new faces, new heroes, villains, greater conspiracy. in a nutshell, the new prison break rawks!





haa this is one of the new characters in this new season. James Whistler, the guy that Scoffield had to get him out of the Sona prison. His ture identity still remains mystery, but one thing for sure, he is valuable to the Company.hensem kannn?heheh.Scoffield had to break him out of Sona in order to save LJ and Sara from being killed by the Company.and he got only one week to do that. damn. but i think i fancy the following new character:




aaaa~~~~ sungguh kiutt~~ (^3^)v. hehehehe.she is Sofia Lugo, girlfriend of Whistler. but she didn't know the true identity of Whistler. She only knew Whistler as a fisherman from Australia.huhuhu.mmm byk lagi bleh citer psl season baru nih, tp tgh bz la.hahaha. later la k :)

Thursday, January 03, 2008

ngomel pagi



hari ni sampai awal.kul 7.45 dh ade kat bgnan the mall nih. ingatkan jalan dh jem balik, sebab cuti skolah dh abis. tp cam ok je lagi td. maybe esok kot. arini agaknye ramai yg cuti nk anto anak2 g skolah. kak shery pon cuti 2 hari dh ni. rina nk skolah dah. yazid pon cuti sehari. fuzain pon. smlm dh kabo nk cuti. mm. cmtu la kot bile dh ade anak2 ye. nk kene nganto gi skolah, bayo2 yuran. yg takde anak lg ni? bekojo lah kito, sekueknyoo bekojo bekojo..huhu.
hari ade rase x puas hati. tp rasenye bendenye kecik je. x perlu diperbesar2kan. tp yelah, kurg puas ati.huhuh. harap2, by the end of the day, i'd forget all 'bout it. leceh laa bile jd cmni. nk enjoy pon xleh. jd susah ati je.cih. semalam penat je tnggu si din online. berapi2 ckp kul 8. dah la tenet bengong. nk tuko maxis la plak. streamyx's already losing its credibility and popularity, i think. they have become complacent, thinking that they're the only sole provider of broadband internet in the country. well guess what, not for long suckers! celcom n maxis are catching up. they better wake up or they'll face similar situation like MAS, once who thought that they're the only major player in airline industry in this country. Air Asia is much2 better now..
ummi dh dtg balik keje ni. tp x g la bekpes ngn die arini. malas plak rasenye. tah nape tah die cuti smalam. ade la tu kot. arini nk siapkan report Jedok tuh. iee nana ngn khairil dpt gi s.petani. nk pegi gak.huhuhuhuhuh. kak marini x bagi, sbb jedok ni punye psl la ni. aaii. klu sempat siap minggu ni pon, rasenye x leh gi gak la kot. takkan nk pegi 3 org plak.huhu. xpe lah, mungkin ade rezeki lain kali..
hmmm..rase nk call tgku bhaiya la plak.lame x sembang ngn die.k lah, ni je kot arini.aku dh tahap bosan dan...tah la. hm..