1st Edition

It's a good day for the birth of a new convocation of words. Sometimes a single act is needed to give closure to the past, and light up the road to the future. Today sees the arrival of several things. It's A new day, i'm wearing a new shirt, there's a new dude at my office; but most importantly...

THE PREMIERSHIP TITLE HAS ARRIVED AT OLD TRAFFORD!

haha. Yes my friends, The title race is finally over, and the title has come home to rest at Old Trafford. What a season it has been indeed. 9pts, wait 11 pts, wait 6pts, DAMN! 3pts, phew 5Pts, NO!, 6 pts..and now, with 7, the boys can pat themselves deservedly on the back.

Many a time, people have asked me, why the hell we get so worked up over football. Especially, since it ain't really our town, league or country for that matter. Well, its true in a sense. I've yet to set foot in the famous stands of Old Trafford. And i'll probably situate myself somewhere in this big world, where a season ticket will never find itself with my name on it. Yet as i see it, i will always be a Manchester United Fanatic.

Football to me, isn't just a game. The cliche would be, "It's my passion". But its more than that. It's a blind fervour, it's an unreciprocated infatuation, it's a heartbreak, and it's a sense of fulfillment. Every 90 minutes is a monumental battle, it is not 22 men, chasing a ball as some non-believers say.

No, it's 2 bodies, whole and independant. Manchester United vs The Challenger. Mutant Giants with 11 limbs. haha, engaged in a battle of Wit, skill and sometimes PLain pure luck. From the time i saw Cantona, with his upturned collar, stately gait, and Confident Arrogance. Donned in the Red of the Devil, i thought to myself, i wanna be like him. The passion with which he played, the confidence with which he carried himself. I fell in love with the Team that commandeered men of that calibre.

Watchin giggs, make a mockery of all on that left flank, the thunderous shots of Mark hughes, the aggression of Roy keane, and of cos, the sheer Audacity of Eric Cantona. My feet became firmly and surely planted in amongst the United Faithful.

Blame it on exposure, marketing, or the numerous spectacular victories. But of all the challengers, this little boy, on this little island, was allured to only one brand of Football. Manchester United.

I'm a United Fan.