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Old boy and I went to a coffeeshop that was screening the soccer match between Chelsea and Man U last night for dinner.

As usual, the crowd was typically male with their beers who sat with their eyes glued to the plasma screen even before the game started. The familiar voices of various predictions rang in the air and all of a sudden, Old boy went, “Can i change seats, please?”

In the duration that i have known Old boy, i never knew he was a soccer fan and it got me surprised when he wanted to change seats to get a better view of the plasma screen.

Since we were in the moment, i casually told him that Chelsea will win, half expecting a “No, Man U will win!” from him or some form of technical agreement with me but imagine my shock when he said, “NO, I WANT LIVERPOOL TO WIN!”

The poor boy was dead beat from work and at half past 9 in the evening, i wasn’t going to embarrass him by reminding him that this was a match between Chelsea and Man U for the FA Cup.

Like what Shelly says so often, “Love makes you blind to mistakes and deaf to advices.”

I suppose so, babe, i suppose so.

P.s. And Chelsea did win that FA Cup.