Owen's
fan nearly died
“Help! Help! I can’t breathe. ..so tired,” she bemoaned and suddenly sat down wearily in a narrow path where crowded soccer fans standing around. One of her two friends, who accompanied her to the event, offered her a handy paper fan and a bottle of traditional Thai balm Pim Sen Nam to relieve her.
Despite
having free 500-baht-worth tickets in hands, but the three ladies
(who thought that they were so beautiful) were too late for
the match. The second round had already started when they arrived
at the
It was about a mile away from the football field and, for them, the players looked just like a team of ants chasing after food. The woman who declared herself as a fan of Owen couldn’t even see the Goldenboy. Worse
than that, the game was so boring that they felt like walking
out of the field. The three women just couldn’t wait until the
game finished. “Let’s get outta here,” they said and left the
stadium, feeling much better than when they thrived to get in.
The fainted lady said she felt the air outside was refreshingly
cool than watching the game. |
An
Owen’s female fan almost fainted amidst the crowd and behind
the male audiences’ asses while attempting to climb up the stairways
to witness the historical soccer match – - Liverpool & Thailand
at Rajamangla Stadium, on Thursday 19, 2001. 
The
woman, who asked not to be named, was the lunatic fan of English
star soccer – - Michael Owen. She was offered free tickets for
the event and on the day she was joined with another two enthusiastic
friends who gleefully accepted the freebies. 
stadium.
However, the entry gate for their tickets were so far that they
had to run, run and run to reach for the stars. Unfortunately,
they were merely one minute too late before the gate was opened
for free entry. The three beautiful ladies were startled as
about thousands of the football fans run for their lives and
rushed to the gate which was narrowly opened. The three were
pushed and pulled by the waves of crowds yet finally emerged
for fresh air, just to discovered that no seats left available.
Disappointed though they were, they wouldn’t let go easily.
“We must win!” they declared to themselves.
“Let’s
get to upstairs. There’s some place over there,” the plumpest
of three said pointing her fat finger to the top of the stand.
The other two looked up and energetically agreed. They rushed
and run, walked and climbed… up, up and away. They seemed to
be ok, but they were not. 
