It is good to host what said to be the premier football congregation in the continent. Let alone the pride of having our country name splashed everywhere across Asia for being able to compete against the giants for the title.

But save for being humiliated in front of our own crowd is beyond obvious a too familiar fashion of the national team – which most probably have the nicest kit around, and expensive boots too. Five goals conceded in each both two matches clearly prove that Malaysian red, blue and yellow flag shouldn’t be flying its mast anywhere near the Asia’s biggest sporting event.

Rejected...since day one
My name is...bastard son
I've been damned...so many times I've lost count!
- Billy Talent

It is rather an embarrassing fact that we are competing in the cup as the lowest ranked of the 16 teams – but it is not an excuse for us to play a lowest ranked performance. And the fact that Malaysia is a country of 25 million people living in affluence, with eight percent living below the poverty line - And only a bronze medal in a sub-par regional soccer tournament to show for it is way beyond deserving a middle finger.

Against China, Hairuddin Omar was busy tying up his nice boots while Khairunnisam was busy chewing up his chewing-gum – and it was Indra Putra and Akmal Rizal who came and give a nice pat at the back of their heads. But it wasn’t enough for the national team as we were thrashed 5-1 by a team we easily bang once. – It’s been a while since I shouted ‘Goal!’ as the national team scored. Anyway Thanks Indra, for giving me such experience.

And Uzbekistan was next on the list. Maybe Norizan Bakar had a dodgy affair with Hairuddin that he insisted that Hairuddin should be somewhere in the field each and every game – leaving out the player who had been spending years playing in Europe, Akmal Rizal sidelined. And only 20 minutes away from the final whistle that Norizan realized that Hairuddin just couldn’t make his cut anymore in the national team – albeit his towering header goal against Chelsea few years ago – that he was substituted with Akmal, who looked disheartened as he stepped the pitch. Final whistle, we were thrashed again, with a bigger margin of 5-0.

Against Iran? It would be no surprise if Ali Karimi and his colleagues score by only using their Iranian dicks to humiliate Malaysia – with greater margin. 7-0 maybe.

Bemoaning Malaysia’s lack of success on a football field is turning into an annual ritual. And admittedly, it’s getting rather stale, with no end in prospect to our team’s sorry state.

Well you have all the time you need to do something, FAM – for we don’t actually have anything to rush for. If we were in a primary school, we would be in the ‘kelas pemulihan’, where we would be thought how to read, write and count, the basics. The is no need to give hope of we are going to get 5A in the UPSR, but instead just give them proper module so that by they reach standard 6, they can read the UPSR question if not answer it. The problem is now we cannot even read – let alone answer it, but we act like we are the big boys who scored straight As in SPM (if that what it takes to be a big boy). Wake up!

“Malaysia is a nice country, nice food, friendly people – but they play lousy football” -quoted from Mike, a Canadian friend of mine

Thanks for being honest, dude.

P.S. I don’t write anything in particular about the other three hosts, Vietnam, Thailand and Indonesia as I got so damn envy of their fantastic performance. Enough said.