Repeat Champions League Final

Its Sunday. I feel like playing soccer. I remember when Chiat was my housemate we would play every sunday without fail. Even during exams. As a strange form of relaxation. HAHA. Even when no one else played we would go to the field and juggle the ball (i tried and usually failed) or do drills. Yes, we were mad. Are mad. Everyone coming out of studying from the various libraries thought us mad too. I miss that stupid bugger. He probably wont read this, so i am safe. Or he will so kill me for acting faggoty.
So for all the times he let me practice my wayward first-time cross-field pass and had to run all over the place to collect the ball, heres hoping Milan beats liverpool on wed. Someone once said i look like Inzaghi. He might be blind, but i am not. Chiat looks like a thai construction worker. But he plays like Gattuso. And we all know Gattuso is going to win the game by scoring a goal. =)