I, Fariss Haiqel Boulala came to life on 21st February 1991, only God knows why.
Since then, Bengali, Malay, Chinese, Javanese, and football are in my blood.
I'm 1.82metres tall. I'm not heavy but I consider myself a heavyweight in my own world.
I do anything I want and I'll do anything to get what I want.
It's not that I can't accept defeat. I'm just born to win.
I'm as ambitious as Hitler. Fear me not though. I'm a nice guy, really.
But try me if you insists. I would love that.
We were playing against Woodlands Wellingtons. Only 10mins after the kick-off, I attempted to tackle this keleng winger. But I accidentally planted my left foot to the cowgrass and twisted my left knee. Fell to the ground instantly and I screamed in pain. Really, it was painful. My teammates sitting at the bench, about 15 metres away could hear the crack sound while I twisted my knee. Siak uh! I almost cried. Naseb baek tak. So I was carried off the pitch by a stretcher. And my physio Wendy told me its a meniscus injury and I might have to say goodbye to AFC Jakarta this November. But she wasn't sure how minor or major it is. So I'll be seeing the master of all local physiotherapists, Ms Hwee Khoon first thing tmr morning. Then see what she has to say. Aqhari's meniscus injury have not recovered even after months of rehab. And he went through surgeries and had to walk on crutches(however u spell it). If mine's similar to his injury, I might consider ending my football carrer at this beginning. Cos even if I make it to the AFC squad, I'll probably be warming the bench obviously because I would be out of training and unfit for international matches. And even when I've recovered, I might not be able to play as well as I used to.
Everything's going against me lately, aye? Shit happens. But shit happens to me all the time. So tell me what's next? What a retribution for teasing dear Clement. Well, life's a bitch then you die. Any questions?
Blaja habes, bola habes, nak keje dah tak bleh, kaki pon dah tempang(naseb baek Mas Selamat da kene tangkap) Hari2 lepak, hanyutkan diri lagi swee! Ok, bye cheebye!
We were playing against Woodlands Wellingtons. Only 10mins after the kick-off, I attempted to tackle this keleng winger. But I accidentally planted my left foot to the cowgrass and twisted my left knee. Fell to the ground instantly and I screamed in pain. Really, it was painful. My teammates sitting at the bench, about 15 metres away could hear the crack sound while I twisted my knee. Siak uh! I almost cried. Naseb baek tak. So I was carried off the pitch by a stretcher. And my physio Wendy told me its a meniscus injury and I might have to say goodbye to AFC Jakarta this November. But she wasn't sure how minor or major it is. So I'll be seeing the master of all local physiotherapists, Ms Hwee Khoon first thing tmr morning. Then see what she has to say. Aqhari's meniscus injury have not recovered even after months of rehab. And he went through surgeries and had to walk on crutches(however u spell it). If mine's similar to his injury, I might consider ending my football carrer at this beginning. Cos even if I make it to the AFC squad, I'll probably be warming the bench obviously because I would be out of training and unfit for international matches. And even when I've recovered, I might not be able to play as well as I used to.
Everything's going against me lately, aye? Shit happens. But shit happens to me all the time. So tell me what's next? What a retribution for teasing dear Clement. Well, life's a bitch then you die. Any questions?
Blaja habes, bola habes, nak keje dah tak bleh, kaki pon dah tempang(naseb baek Mas Selamat da kene tangkap) Hari2 lepak, hanyutkan diri lagi swee! Ok, bye cheebye!
