A Sunday evening in June 2010, the first World Cup on African soil has just kicked off and expectations in Germany and in my bachelor pad are huge before the first Group D match against Australia. Bratwursts are sizzling on the barbie, my mates have emptied my crate of local brew well before kick-off, and two hours later Germany will have dished out a 4-0 thrashing. Little did I know I was to play a proud part in the retake nine years on in Singapore – though on ANZA side. From that center back position, the unhindered waves of GAS attacks felt reminiscent of how Podolski, Klose, Cacau and Mueller tormented the Aussie back four. What’s more, the referee waving play on before the first goal was as inexplicable as the red card Tim Cahill got shown in that game back in 2010. Another similarity was the non-existence of any creativity on our side, resulting in very few clear-cut chances throughout the 80 minutes. Some notable differences too though. Firstly, the heroics of Jelly in goal prevented a more shambolic scoreline with his penalty save the best contribution from the whole squad while Laszlo's ran and tried to create tirelessly right to the final whistle. Speaking of the so-called squad, Pim Verbeek was able to draw from a pool of 23 while Hamish had to make do with a make-shift mixture of players who had never played together before, barely kicked a ball in pre-season and depended on ringers to make up numbers. In light of this, we were never a match for a much-improved GAS side. Good luck.