AmaBokoboko

We did it, we kicked pommie ass baby.

*Batman believes that Thabo did a great thing by going to support the boys in person*

It was a scrappy affair at best. I mean finals are never really pretty, Bobby Skinstad (he with the perfectly permed hair)  & Percy Montgomery (Yes the one with the highlights) obviously Don’t know this. Anyways it was a messy affair and everyone was so very relieved when it was all over.

For some the moment was too big. My partner passed out 30 mins into the game. The excitement must have been too much. Also the fact that she’s not really sure what the hell those 30 dudes were up to kinda contributed to her being bored as hell.

I enjoyed every minute of it sipping away at some cider. Note to self, never drink ciders again, they f*&k with your head.

 The Mother City had already started losing it’s freakin mind hours before kick-off. Every car had a flag stuck to it’s window. It didnt seem to matter if you drove a BMW or a run down Taxi the SA flag was everywhere. It was a thing of beauty I tell you. Bars were packed, food places were sold out (obviously the bok supporters were nervous as hell, they seemed to be chowing everything and anything they could get their hands on). I’d love to know what effect the RWC had on our GDP!

If half these people actually stayed awake to see us win I’d be shocked. Once again my tummy was in a slight knot. only a slight one this time though. Think it had something to do with the fact that I’m now old enough to drink!

 The excitement surrounding the RWC got me thinking though. How brilliant would it be if we actually had a soccer team that could get us into even the second round of the 2010 soccer world cup? I mean it’s great seeing the best teams in the world but can you even begin to imagine the kind of excitement that would be generated if Bafana Bafana managed to score a few goals?

Anyways, I’m just glad the boys finished the job in Paris and brought the cup back home. John Smit is probably the best Captain we’ve ever had. GO BOKKE