“There is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilising drug of graduation. We must rise to the fierce urgency of Now”
Dr Martin Luther King, 1964, Patthaya, pre match address (directed at Rooster)
Bintangs vs. Saigon Swans 10 July 2010
A footy tour doesn’t start when the first ball is bounced. It starts when the first player’s passport gets a new Indonesian visa stamped “expires September 2003”. This happened to Simon “Mocha” McKenna, a critical precision built component in the Bintangs’ engine room, with the Bintangs’ B52 25 minutes away from heading to ‘Nam.
Have you ever had that experience when you have turned off the lights and are lying in bed in your hotel room waiting for sleep to descend on you, but there is a low persistent hum inside the room that disturbs you and you cannot sleep? You wait for it to pass but still it hums and hums. It’s not the air conditioner or the water supply.
Cibubur football ground dimensions, 7 teams, 6 games each at 24 minutes long, 12 aside competition, 12 Bintangs to battle it out and a red-eye flight- Tough ask. How did we go? Better than alright I’d say.
Season 2010 is upon us and the third decade of the Bintangs begins.
Consistent with the eternal springtime of the body enjoyed by Bintangs throughout history, seven new players prepared to take the field at the majestic Cibubur Stadium, up against traditional cross Strait rivals the Singapore Wombats.
The stage was set weeks previously, Barra the club's underachiever, wrote the script to his last hurrah, going out in what is surely to become the next Hollywood blockbuster. It had everything, drama, intrigue, violence, romance, heroes and some true life lessons. The sort of Story Oprah would be proud to put her name to.
Oiled up dwarves. Modern crucifixions. Bizarre faith healing practices. Women boxers. The threat of imminent unseemly violence. Liquor that tastes like cough mixture and sweat, and blinds you. Dangerous female impersonators wearing Texas Chainsaw mascara. Self flagellation. Gambling for human tissue. It’s always difficult for a Bintang to go on tour and leave these home pleasures behind in his apartment.
On 1 July 1945, The Australian 7th Division, composed of the 18th, 21st and 25th Infantry Brigades, with support troops, made an amphibious landing, codenamed Operation Oboe Two, a few miles north of Balikpapan, on the island of Borneo.
A small dedicated team of Tangs travelled to Bali on the weekend for the annual Bali 9s tournament. The touring party consisted of: myself, Butcher (capt), Smouch (VC), Stevo, Ox, Bandy, Clanchy, Craig, Jerry, Ed, Bellows, Max, Alf and Mitch. Accompanying the team was Cath Eddie and Hollie King as well.
“Only a man who knows what it is like to be defeated can reach
down to the bottom of his soul and come up with the extra ounce of power it takes to win when the match is even.” -Muhammad Ali
78 Match Results, page 1 (10 Match Results) of 8 page(s)
Have you ever had that experience when you have turned off the lights and are lying in bed in your hotel room waiting for sleep to descend on you, but there is a low persistent hum inside the room that disturbs you and you cannot sleep? You wait for it to pass but still it hums and hums. It’s not the air conditioner or the water supply. 
Cibubur football ground dimensions, 7 teams, 6 games each at 24 minutes long, 12 aside competition, 12 Bintangs to battle it out and a red-eye flight- Tough ask. How did we go? Better than alright I’d say.
Season 2010 is upon us and the third decade of the Bintangs begins.
Consistent with the eternal springtime of the body enjoyed by Bintangs throughout history, seven new players prepared to take the field at the majestic Cibubur Stadium, up against traditional cross Strait rivals the Singapore Wombats.
“Only a man who knows what it is like to be defeated can reach
down to the bottom of his soul and come up with the extra ounce of power it takes to win when the match is even.” -Muhammad Ali