Philip Joseph "Phil" Hughes (born June 24, 1986) is an American right-handed baseball pitcher who has played 5 seasons in Major League Baseball (MLB) for the New York Yankees. He was the Yankees' first-round pick in the 2004 Major League Baseball Draft.
During his time in the Yankees' minor-league system, Hughes became one of the most highly anticipated prospects in baseball. He debuted in the Major Leagues in 2007, and quickly demonstrated his potential with a bid for a no-hitter in only his 2nd MLB start. However, injury cut short his start, as well as significant portions of his 2007 and 2008 seasons. Hughes began 2009 in the starting rotation, but after struggling, he was converted to a relief pitcher for the remainder of the season, where he excelled as a setup man in a World Series-winning season. He returned to the rotation in 2010, winning 18 games and earning his first All-Star selection. Arm fatigue cost Hughes nearly half of the season in 2011.
His pitching repertoire consists of a four-seam fastball, cutter, curveball, and changeup.
Phillip Joel Hughes (born 30 November 1988) is an Australian cricketer. He is a left-handed opening batsman who made his Test debut at the age of 20 after just two seasons with New South Wales.
Hughes was born in Macksville, a small town on the north coast of New South Wales, to parents Greg and Virginia. The son of a banana farmer and an Italian mother, Hughes was also a talented rugby league player who once played alongside Australian rugby league international Greg Inglis. He played his junior cricket for Macksville R.S.L Cricket Club, where he excelled so quickly that he was playing A-Grade at the age of 12. At the age of 17, Hughes moved from Macksville to Sydney to play for Western Suburbs District Cricket Club in Sydney Grade Cricket while he attended Homebush Boys High. He scored 141* on his grade debut and enjoyed a solid 2006–07 season scoring 752 runs at an average of 35.81 with a highest score of 142*. He represented Australia at the Under-19s World Cup in 2007. He was coached at Activate Cricket Centre in Mortlake.
Matthew Scott Wade (born 26 December 1987) is an Australian cricketer, who is currently listed with the Victorian cricket team. He has also played One-Day International and Twenty20 International matches for the Australian national team. Originally from Hobart, Tasmania, Wade played both cricket and Australian rules football until the age of 19, participating in the 2006 Under-19 Cricket World Cup as well as playing underage football for the Tassie Mariners in the TAC Cup. After representing Tasmania in one List A match, he moved to Victoria for the 2007–08 season to further his opportunities. He soon established himself as Victoria's first-choice wicket-keeper over Adam Crosthwaite, and was selected in the Australia A side in 2010. He made his debut for Australia the following season. Wade is also contracted to play Twenty20 matches for the Melbourne Stars in the Big Bash League (BBL).
Wade was born in Hobart on 26 December 1987, the son of Scott Wade, who had previously played football for the Hawthorn Football Club in the Victorian Football League (VFL) and the Clarence and Hobart Football Clubs in the Tasmanian Football League (TFL). His grandfather, Michael Wade, had previously served as president of the Hobart Football Club. Growing up, Wade represented Tasmania in underage cricket and underage football, vice-captaining the Tassie Mariners side in the TAC Cup, where he played alongside future Australian Football League players Sam Lonergan, Grant Birchall and Jack Riewoldt, and representing Australia at the 2006 Under-19 Cricket World Cup. At the age of 16, he was diagnosed with testicular cancer, and received two rounds of chemotherapy before he was cleared of the disease.
Plot
November 1985, and the troubled streets of Belfast are torn up by rioting yet again. In amongst the angry mob, we find nine year old Tommy, nonchalantly dribbling a ball through the insanity. Whilst politicians argue over the peace process, there's only one thing on young Tommy's football-mad mind - the forthcoming World Cup, where tiny Northern Ireland will take on the mighty Brazil. For the South American giants it's just another step on the path to inevitable global domination, yet for Northern Ireland, and young Tommy, it's the biggest game of their lives. They are two countries that couldn't seem further apart: Northern Ireland, with its Orange men and Republican kerbstones, the Rev'd Ian Paisley and Fergal Sharkey; and Brazil with its carnival, its Samba, with Pelé and the 'beautiful game'. On the football field, eccentric Northern Ireland coach Billy Bingham (they call him Mr FIFA - "a fee for this and a fee for that") must plug together a bunch of misfits and third divisioners. Brazil are led by none other than the philosopher-captain (Dr.) Sócrates, who has, in part, inspired the collapse of his country's ruthless military junta, and they are the hot favourites to scoop up football's ultimate prize. As bunting replaces bombs on the streets of Belfast, and Catholic and Protestants alike turn their attention to the big match, Tommy's dockworker turned philosopher father Arthur uses his son's passion for football to enlighten him on the events that make up his chaotic world. The story interweaves young Tommy's coming of age tale with the trials and travails of the hapless Northern Irish team over the nine months leading up to their ultimate game, in the stifling heat of Mexico at the world's greatest festival of football. As the hours tick down to the ultimate battle, with his lead striker crocked, Bingham is forced to place his faith in young rookie, Davey Campbell - "the next George Best". Back home, Tommy waits anxiously for the biggest day of his life - because the day of the match is also his tenth birthday - and his father has promised to take him to the "top of the World" - the massive crane at Belfast Docks where Arthur works. From here he can see the whole of his world, but can he understand the lessons his father, inspired by the Greek philosopher Socrates, is trying to teach him? This is a story of two nations, two teams, and a father and a son, the things that divide them and the things that unite us all. Set against the backdrop of the 1986 World Cup and the socio-political backgrounds of both nations - this is the story of the world's smallest footballing nation, taking on its best. With laughter and passion, this is the ultimate story of the beautiful game and what it means.
Kurolli optago anilkkorago midotjyo hmmm..
Naega gudael / saranghandani maldo andwijyo hmmmm..
Kwae-nhan jiltu-il-kkorago / naega wiro-un kabodago
Jashinul so-kyom-watt-jiman / ije donun nan / kamchul suga onnun-golyo
Chorus
I think I love you kuron-gabwayo
Cause I miss you kudae-man omsumyon
Na(n) (a)mugotdo mo-thago jakku
(u) saeng-gang-nago iron-gon bomyon amu-rae-do
I’m falling for you nan mullat-jiman
Now I need you onu-saen-ga nae mam
Kipun gose aju kuke jarichamun kudaeye mosubul ijen puwayo
Urin ano-ullindago chin-gu guke ddak chuhtago hmmm…
Hanabuto yolkae todaeche mwo han-ge-rado mannunke onnunde
Ottohke sagwil su-in-nyago / maldo andwaenu-nae-girago
Malhamyo dullo daet-jiman / ijedonun nan / kurogiga shi-rhun-goryo
Repeat Chorus
Nan mollatjyo kudae-ranun-gol wooohh..
Wae monbwatjyo baro apinde hoo yeah..
Kudong-an irohke baro nae-gyote issonnunde
Wae ijesoya sarangi bo-inun-gonchi hooohh..
(Naege sarangul chumyon andwenayo
Gudae chongmal andwenayo
Ijenun kudae-rul itorok sarang-hanunde)
Ah ha, mm, mm, gonna get along without you now
Ah ha, mm, mm, gonna get along without you now
You told me I was the neatest thing
You even ask me where's your ring
You ran around with every girl in town
You didn't even care if it's got me down
Ah ha, mm, mm, gonna get along without you now
Ah ha, mm, mm, gonna get along without you now
I got along without you before I met you
Gonna get along without you now
Thought I'd find somebody who is twice as cute
'Cause I didn't like you anyhow
You told everybody that we were friends
But this is where our friendship ends
'Cause all of a suden you change your tune
And haven't been around since way back June
Ah ha, ooo, ooo, gonna get along without you now
I got along without you before I met you
Gonna get along without you
So long my honey, goodbye my dear
Gonna get along without you now, ooh, hoo
Get along, get along wihtout you now
Get along, get along wihtout you now
If only....I could your mind
If only....I could your mind
If you could read my mind, love,
What a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie,
'Bout a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong,
With chains upon my feet.
You know that ghost is me.
And I will never be set free
As long as I'm a ghost that you can't see.
If I could read your mind, love,
What a tale your thoughts could tell.
Just like a paperback novel,
The kind the drugstores sell.
Then you reached the part
Where the heartaches come,
The heroine would be me.
But heroines often fail,
And you won't read that book again
Because the ending's just too hard to take!
I'd walk away like a movie star
Who gets burned in a three way script.
Enter number two:
A movie queen to play the scene
Of bringing all the good things out in me.
But for now, love, let's be real;
I never thought I could feel this way
And I've got to say that I just don't get it.
I don't know where we went wrong,
But the feeling's gone
And I just can't get it back.
If you could read my mind, love,
What a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie,
'Bout a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong.
With chains upon my feet.
But stories always end,
And if you read between the lines,
You'd know that I'm just tryin' to understand
The feelin's that you lack.
I never thought I could feel this way
And I've got to say that I just don't get it.
I don't know where we went wrong,
But the feelin's gone
(Harold Arlen - Ted Koehler)
Don't know why
There's no sun up in the sky
Stormy weather
Since my man and i ain't together
Keeps raining all the time
Life is bare
Gloom and misery everywhere
Stormy weather
Just can't get my poor old self together
I'm weary all the time, the time
So weary all of the time
When he went away
The blues walked in and met me
If he stays away, old rocking chair will get me
All i do is pray
The lord above will let me
Walk in the sun once more
Can't go on
Everything i had is gone
Stormy weather
Since my man and i ain't together
Keeps raining all the time
Keeps raining all of the time
I walk around,
Heavy-hearted and sad
Night comes around
And i'm still feeling bad
Rain pourin' down
Blinding every hope i had
This pitter 'n patter 'n beatin' 'n spatterin' drivin'
me mad
Love, love, love, love
This misery will be the end of me
(bridge)
When he went away
The blues walked in and met me
If he stays away, old rocking chair will get me
All i do is pray
The lord above will let me
Walk in the sun once more
Can't go on
Everything i had is gone
Stormy weather
Since my man and i ain't together
Keeps raining all the time, the time
The muthafucking nigga should've thought about that shit
for he found out then - the minutes that you believe in
dropping demons - shot reaching - hoes no speak'en
hoe hoping believing - I know who you were made from seman
the muthafucking niggas panicking
you waveing bitch niggas thanking
bitch niggas dranking - the hand on my muthafucking
next event - my thoughts so tented
some shit that happens - I'll never forget it
the globe on my ass slipping
you missing something bitch nigga
i can see threw your shit like "infered" heat seeker
Peeping - seeing you
founding you
watching you
trying to get the scope
and fuck over you
playing games- I'm playing games
looking at you watching your sucker ass
ducking freeze
they don't fuck with me
they gone fuck with you
let me get the game
how and we what we say
I'm ready for the seance reading
get me to my knees - make me start believe- in lord Jesus
I need him - to late you niggas dead - i heard that
shit in your head- I'm watching after me
that light see the powder on your hands-
i pull fire alarms - I'm dropping fucking bombs
I'm looking for fucking guns - you niggas enemy's
I'm blasting infinity's- I'm like closed a shell
you know why and what the hell- I'm posting shell bail
I'm in a fucking tunnel- man i cant breathe...
Peeping - seeing you
founding you
watching you
trying to get the scope
and fuck over you
playing games- I'm playing games
looking at you watching your sucker ass
ducking freeze
they don't fuck with me
they gone fuck with you
let me get the game
how and we what we say
The paper retrieving
so close breeding
the semi – just passing on to where you need
and now that you are in the oven with the needs
and the word is – The jester – and you are a molester
the tester- and now you – under arrest
you did your fucking best
and now I wait to die god – fuck you jesus
now that – I can fuck a human with out having too
fuck god or Jesus never ever
and the weapons and the moments and you open
and they smoking – and they make sure they
maxing
the taxes
the accent
the axis
the pass’s
Peeping - seeing you
founding you
watching you
trying to get the scope
and fuck over you
playing games- I'm playing games
looking at you watching your sucker ass
ducking freeze
they don't fuck with me
they gone fuck with you
let me get the game
how and we what we say
The passion on set three
they only believe in the water resident
so close hesent – sent – and the wilder – and fuck god
you just on that piece of the letter that was written
you’ll find out when I’m dead- bitch I didn’t ask to live
all that shit was already made before me
and hell no I aint the spirit inside me
if you know on yo mind as a human
fuck hearing voices and going to sleep
I can see threw your bitch ass god
Now we get the ride fast
something like a line of hash
dipping city then bash
dash on the numeral
splash in the no sex
cuffing getting deeper breast
i love making music
and i love having fucking sex
the flex on how I wanna overate you
debate you
and rate you
the state too
the feeling that I'm about to have for you
i like other shit as good as i like sex
but some shit just don't come text
the infered of sex
the infered complex
i love fucking sex
The mild attitude
and that's really never what you showed a dude
I'm getting real rude - my mind is fucking nude
I wanna fuck you - and i like your attitude
you can keep me in the mood- like kicking it
when i don't miss some shit
guess what i don't miss you bitch
the whole round of the filth - catch me landed sipping tint
the shit that i hid - slid pay the fucking bid
watch the actually - right then there after me
you running from your self
You running from your muthafucking house faculty
maxing on the stacks actually
you cant even see reality
the floss and the temperature
you bitching trying to bring her
the rounds on the mattress
playing video game's in my bed room
on my couches
in my living room
it's what that i consume
you feel the whole room
I'm not changing boom
and what i believe - goes on everyday in the world for some
I'm too way dumb - and the notes that you sipped
you crying like a bitch
The "afther" watching – the body notching
the cool composite- and you still be what you wanted
to be in your spirit – you muthafucking demons near me
guess what fuck you – and now that I choose too let women blew
-you found out too the - end of my choices
you speaking hearing voices – the way we leave this
and then make it like a chain forces
we changed course- I coherst the game – with nothing
open up your legs and get something girl
I wanna fuck you
Watching when the note leaver
they competed and critiqued – and the ridicule
you out and you keep what ever that you needed in your life
you fucking with them pipes
look nigga that’s not right
and now that you can forget – the meaning
I seen shit – the muthafucka better got damn fucking
breathe bitch – you close so leave bitch
I gotta gone bitch – you just a gone bitch
you better gone bitch - you in wrong place
you in a song bitch – but you there bicth
I don’t compare bitch.
At the begging - I was feeling like living
was the best thing was living
but now i wanna die - and you can still live
I see the repercussions – I see you bitching
and you was snitching – guess what fuck living
(I'm Going All Out For Mine)
If something happen
I’m gone wanna die by that
I can give a fucking shit
what you feal about me
then while we arguing - I call you a bitch
then i say fuck you - you bester find you a fucking pause
thinking fucking with me
you niggas aint a don
you the one - run
you niggas like a gun
you bester think about how you falted on a don
better move your chess piece - the pawn
the lawn could get you
the done
could forget you
At the begging - I was feeling like living
was the best thing was living
but now i wanna die - and you can still live
I see the repercussions – I see you bitching
and you was snitching – guess what fuck living
(I'm Going All Out For Mine)
Open up the gravel – the ave on the lap top
you proceed to sit and watch
I’m not gone even stop
which with the type of blood clot
the mist on the climb rock – R and B rap and rock
time to get the table top – which your fucking ass on top
watch your belly button like an umbilical cord
cause you token out the world
token shook-en out the world
looking crooking
looking wrong
you bester watch this looking prone
meeting keeping greetings on - – and the diamond break this
right in yo face bitch – with the coupling dipping gone
At the begging - I was feeling like living
was the best thing was living
but now i wanna die - and you can still live
I see the repercussions – I see you bitching
and you was snitching – guess what fuck living
(I'm Going All Out For Mine)
You been
I been
guess what bitch
I don’t care about what I been
it’s about your fucking ass bitch
I’m like a coming pack of sheets
I wanna breach to no speaking
now you life could be equal
too your life if it was sequel
make sure you fuck those people
now that I can see you – you are a demon
my mind is fucking reaching
my thoughts are fucking screeching
my fucking hands a para psychic
my fucking knees are ready vibing
my eyes are ready too see your ass’s
now that that pass’s
open the door wrong
just like any verse on this fucking song
At the begging I was - feeling like living
was the best thing was living – but now i wanna die
and you can still live- I see the repercussions
I see you bitching – and you was snitching
guess what fuck living -You must’ve been dead
muthafucka
Cause is if you ass wasn’t
Yea what's up volume three
Flaawless up in here we about to kick this shit off.
Pass into the telling lies
Wicked sleeping in my eyes
And the cover slipping pleasure
Let the vocals round get you high
Shit crisp to the level- of the chamber music
The loud muthafuckas
Equipping your bitch ass like slim fast
You better turn your ass bad
Doing it again fool
I aint never gotta choose
Rules that are decent lose's
Lost's that are filty
Trying to get something for myself
Yall don't hear me- stuck in a building
You living transfusion- fuck yo damn music
I don't wanna get high no more
Fucking with shit that got my body hurtin
So for certain that I don't wanna drink no more
I hate this liquor - I'm almost drunk
Getting to high daily - "chiefing" like a lady
The stairs in my head peace
The led get the chrome deal
Putting dick off in your niece
Let a muthafcuking freeze
I don't give a shit about these
Dumpster - aware- the clarity feels
The thoughts that are passive right at my nasty
Forget me not- or hold the title
Muthafuckas missing - just bitch nigga fishing
The bitch niggas mission the bitch niggas
While they high as fuck - hanging with the drugs
I don't wanna get high no more
Fucking with shit that got my body hurtin
So for certain that I don't wanna drink no more
I hate this liquor - I'm almost drunk
Knowing damn well that I'm gone wanna get high again
So let me be- with my drank nigga sucker
You chooses to abuse and lover her
I take the bottle hard and rape at it
You can try to get a date with a cup liquor
You use shit too stick her- I though into the volume gone
Part two now gone- drop down baskets
We'll leave a gasket
The shit is automatic
You fucking bitch ass faget
You bitch ass's scared
You wonder who got your hoe ass's
I aint gotta say shit
I don't wanna get high no more
Fucking with shit that got my body hurtin
So for certain that I don't wanna drink no more
I hate this liquor - I'm almost drunk
I sound like a classic- you sound like you mad bitch
Higher than a shitty hoe
You picking picking drinking hoe
You wonder and I let it go
You using but you impatient
I'm fucking mental patient
Seeping getting in my waist
Let me get fucking taste - making my shit to day
You gone find out what I didn't do shit
You popping like a fool bitch
I popping with no tools bitch
Lighting up shit
yea muthafucka bitch
the dimes that get dropped off in a basket
the shit I'm not having - muthafucking lagging
shit that get me grabbed in
and the worst way to be- guess what fuck you
i don't if i could ever muthafuckin fall in love with you
you cant see me - plus these niggas cant see me- bitch
fuck if you believe me - if you wanna see me
then you can see me- you offering freebees
watch how you bend knees
no matter what i say on this record
this for women dancing bitch
she's going crazy
shaking her body like a damn pimp baby
she got it
You cant see me bitch get off me
my dancing on time then
my looks on time
you cant see me bitch
every body moving around
with they hands up
you cant see me bitch
even racing in these car
you cant see me bitch
muthafuckas acting wild now
you cant see me bitch - get down
Now that they acting up - facts muthafuckin hits (good music)
ass and titty's oh shit - the glock ride with me
and the waves getting took off- they shook off
knowing they gone get some dick
the dick off good
we streeted in the palace building
you cant see me bitch
and the pitch of her body
is sexy as shit
and the ways that they handel it
is elevated- and they waiting and they gone realize
ass like asthma attack - you watching in the back
You cant see me bitch get off me
my dancing on time then
my looks on time
you cant see me bitch
every body moving around
with they hands up
you cant see me bitch
even racing in these car
you cant see me bitch
muthafuckas acting wild now
you cant see me bitch - get down
The wait for the hold up – you rose up
I tear your muthafuckas clothes up – the pose up
and now you can
but we can
now that you "smithering" – now that it’s delivering
shaking muthafuckas down like a pimp baby
watch a muthafucking nigga just get crazy
no one there – that’s too amazing
going good with cajuan
watching how telling
and the game fuck you
watch when you move around and the fire
and the passion
and you laughing
and the waiter
is bringing lunch menus – and the mushrooms
how I’m so rude – and now that you
making the game – and you can run
You cant see me bitch get off me
my dancing on time then
my looks on time
you cant see me bitch
every body moving around
with they hands up
you cant see me bitch
even racing in these car
you cant see me bitch
muthafuckas acting wild now
you cant see me bitch - get down
The nigga was the passer and the notices
and the words are in the open and now that you smoking
they let my hand under the umbrella
you touch diss on fellas
the spin bring bananas
and now you can think that you was the really
and not reality
a second of chance and the way you got it knotted
and you can look into you and work out
the take out – you break out –freak out
the nigga like a fucking peak now