Panjang Umur Sirens

I wish you a happy birthday

I wish you a happy birthday

I wish you a happy birthday

Now let's kick some ass

Thank you to all that came last night. It was one helluva three hours.

Thank you to our opponents who came with their men and who also got to 'join in the fun' as well unexpectedly. Next time you guys make the booking ya. And we'll just come as the guest and maximise the facilities.

There's such a thing called a greeting by the way. Maybe some people should look that up in the dictionary.

The other team were good. (I think they're called Lavioso or something like that) Their coach/manager said they just started playing. So kudos to them for wanting to try out this 'forbidden' sport. I can see they have potential. I would have to say their best player would have to be their goalkeeper heheheh...

Star64.. ok kan kan kan? Think of it as a challenge hehehe... and btw I've added you to my multiply.. now you can view old pictures of Sirens...

So next futsal is this Wednesday from 6-8 ladies. Please be early ok in respect to our hosts.. and according to Star64, our team pays BND20 so please don't forget to bring some dosh ok.. thanks.

and again

H A P P Y

B I R T H D A Y

S I R E N S

A N D M A Y T H E R E

B E M A N Y M O R E

As a tribute to Siren's First Birthday.. I present you with an article on women's football. Take time to read it... it may raise a few eyebrows..

The U.S. women’s triumph is something to be savored.

Special to SoccerTimes

Taken from http://www.soccertimes.com

Written by John Haydon

In nearly 20 years, my mother-in-law has never spoken to me about soccer. But there she was on the phone last Saturday evening raving about the United States women's victory in the World Cup. Now when my mother-in-law gets excited about soccer, something must be going on.

The incredible media attention focused on the American team surprised -- no, stunned me. It was amazing. Who can explain it?. I'm under no illusions that soccer is suddenly going to be embraced by Americans, and I understand that many of those who watched the games were "event driven" -- drawn by all the hoopla. But still, who would have thought that soccer players would grace the covers of Time, Newsweek and Sports Illustrated in the same week.
It may all fade away quickly, but let's savor the moment. When I was growing up in England, girls just didn't play soccer. In the mid-1980s, I played co-ed soccer in Greenbelt and was amazed at just how well American girls could play the game.

Then came the 1991 Women's World Cup in China. I remember my first interview with the 19-year-old Mia Hamm. She was charming then, and fame hasn't changed her.

Nobody cared about the American women back then. One newspaper was so ignorant of the women's game that it reported the Cup was being played in Canton, Ohio.

Times have certainly changed. Maybe FIFA president Sepp Blatter was on to something when he recently said the future of the sport was "feminine." <-- hah, did I read that right?

There is much the men's game and men's sports in general can learn from the U.S. team. On the field, the women played aggressively but didn't feign injuries. When they got knocked down, they rarely tried to run out the clock.

And I didn't see any retaliation following fouls. Are you listening, David Beckham? I rarely saw players taking dives to win fouls. Are you listening, Diego Simeone? Free kicks near the goal were taken quickly. These days in the men's game, getting the required 10 yards on free kicks is like pulling teeth.

When the referees in Women's World Cup asked for the 10 yards, the women quickly aligned their defensive walls and often gave their opponents 15 yards instead of 10. The game wasn't held up, and the play on the field flowed.

And off the field, the players were accessible to the press and the fans. There was no foul-mouthing.

None of the players was reported to have beaten up or sexually assaulted a boyfriend or husband.

Hamm, the most famous female soccer player in the world has yet to punch a photographer. There were no failed drug tests.

The women's tournament reminded me of an earlier, happier time in the men's game before massive salaries, inflated egos and rioting fans. The determination and courage of Michelle Akers, recalled the noble spirit of the late Bobby Moore. Hamm's graceful play and selfless nature reminded me of Roger Hunt. Chastain's fighting spirit brought back memories of Nobby Stiles. All those gentlemen played on England's 1966 World Cup champions. Their names are forever ingrained in my mind, just as those American women who won at the Rose Bowl will always be remembered by 15-year-old girls playing the game today.

Thanks for a great three weeks of soccer.