Champions league predictions March 2nd week and the week that went by

The week that went by was magnificent, apparently I am writing this blog the same week
that Messi scored a fiver against hapless, poorlings Bayern Leverkusen,

What stuns me about Barca is that the finds of their youth system, change the game everytime they come,

Their resumes are not very appealing, indeed forgettable till they get picked for the senior team, which should be renamed, BARCA Legends.

Im talkin about Christian Tello, he's a striker, played his first champions league game against the Germans in the return leg, this week, scored twice.

Agreed, the kind of thru balls that come from the mid-field via the precision feather-touch of Fabregas and Xavi are caked with chocolate, and cherries on it and look deeply in your eyes and say,"Put me in the net...!!!" pheww..

But still you have to finish them, and he did it with a professional assassin like meticulousness, and the boy is the replacement for injured Alexis Sanchez...

All this with David Villa still absent due to surgery.

Anyways, Arsenal made a daring comeback at the Emirates looking to topple AC MIlan, now Milan are a good attacking side, they are doing a good job must be said, looking to shake their Retirement home like roster, and replacing them with, well people nearing their retirement still but, with a hunger to do justice to their colossal talents for one last time at a big club.

Arsenal have one striker, one winger and promising quality for a good in rest of the areas of the pitch for a superlative relegation side, but they do not simply have the resources at their disposal, for a piece of silverware, as Wenger's face from the innumerable snaps in the decade before will show you.

Their club is a farming system for richer clubs that seek talent and seriously invest for silverware, and that hurts any gunners fans.

Chelsea is a joke, and suddenly my mind adds, as always, Ima blues fan, but what is happening at the bridge is nothing close to ridiculous, it is just plain insane, Im pretty sure the Joker would have been a better owner to manage the club's ambitions.

They have a sitting duck in the 50mn$ Torres, and a whole lot of grand-old men of English football, anyways, im preety sure Abramovich's fav book must be,"Old Men and the Bridge"

after going 3-1 to Napoli, away, I do not have great hopes for them till Drogba and the wingers rise from the ashes, except Mata, everybody else have been a painful dozen to watch.

About Benfica and APOEL, great job getting into the quarters, now lets see you get into the Semis :)

And Real Madrid look like a real promising dangerous side this season, that's until, the lose their cool and their heads usually in the second halves of important matches and throw the game away.

The only side in with a realistic shot of stopping them if Mourinho and Co so decide are Barca and vice versa.

It will be absolutely delightful to see these two teams, mighty clubs, with humungous talents and some with egos as well, square off at any stage of the tournament, preferably the finals.

Why the finals, cos then i can see Million dollar baby, Cristiano Ronaldo cry cause he could'nt make a difference in his Armani ass..but due respect to the man, if Mourinho uses that wily old brain of his, the Galacticos II will certainly make it, atleast to the finals, which is where they are headed this season, already pocketing the La Liga title from their arch rivals this season

I have forgotten the timbre of love

a fabric that holds us together i see it not happening

not functioning

everything is a fail

limp and sad as the grey sea lies my wasted life like the grains of sand swept away in the wind

whatever i stood for has been razed

what i believed in is a distant memory

my life has been dismantled and i have been tossed around

here and there and everywhere

i see the boats make way for the horizon

and my life pegged back in tunderous storm of ray night never to end like my laziness

even prayers have become half hearted no reason no love

no pain no clue no feeling s just a calm numbness culminating in the realm of painlessness

a calm of tears, a sky of relief but one, the morning after judgemnt day

numb i stand watching the sea

while the boats and the race i was to have partaken in

all bob many different miles away to the horizon

numb is stand without feeling, broken and then defated...

in pain...and i guess of memories of better days of a sailing ship

blunt smoke veils rise up...'

yellow light in some room, out of this one, 3 feet of this room melted in gold,

get up from the bed covered in gray,

the rain patters against the pane, and dribbles down, tears from a mother

or a heart that yearns,...clouds of dreams emerge from my mouth..

it wont climb the pane back up, time slips through the pane in tears...

i jus wish i had her hand to hold, wet perspirations, moans of giving her heart away,

o that scent of her, the comforting, warm scent...

he waits, she stands,

he gets on the bike, the thinning light gleams on the bike's t handle bar

she waits with a hand on her hips, she slowly climbs onto the back of the bike,

there is an impending pain in my heart, i wanna freeze the moment, i refuse to believe that bike is goin to start up and leave..

it roars to a start, they wave, i am scared and screaming behind mutely within me, not to leave,

now i see their red tail-light and her disappearin silouhette n the dark,

my heart has the lonely ghosts of the beautiful sun-lit days i spent with her within me, refusin to move, everyday a great detail..

thorns in loneliness...

suffering..alone....

i wait..

i donno for what..

i go to the terrace every evening see the lights burning in the mountains from there,

i know she lives there, i know she might be there on her terrace,

everyday i wake up feeling unwanted...

the sheets are cold, she is happy wt someone, they live happy..

and every moment is killing me slowly...

how much can i suffer..i m not sure

everything i wish is a blur, only she is, such a dream, so real, yet so not...

pain is a wonderful thing, it raises ur senses a bit more..,

and leaves u reeling, i wake and i sleep missing her,

or someone like her, the pain takes me back to my childhood

if someone stabbed me, i would'nt be hurt, alone in a house, alone n enjoying the wait for what i donno

i sleep to forget about it,

i sleep with tears and a clutch a on the sheets,

and alone in my heart, the skies stay blue, and happy,

every nite is another wait,

i am blind looking for the way..and losing it...

i am enjoying this...hehehe

i do..for what reason i dont know..maybe because i enjoy it....

i am alone o lord...kill me..release me..please....

please..i love all the people in my life....i do..but i want to go..

i want to go..

Australia

They are a good side, but do not have the tactical brilliance or the confidence just yet to make it really big...

Who knows this could be a good year for them but i doubt it, if they face a good side like Nigeria or something in the knock-out stages..

But that could be a tall ask for a team that is ina group with Germany and Ghana to contend with, Ghana are a very good side, they really put the heat on Brazil in the last edition, But with Serbia in there as well...

Who the second team to qualify in this group is wide open right now...

Let's see, great year for them if they get into the second round