the sportsglut's smorgasboard recently with the T20 and RWC keeping
the soapies off the tv schedule. In the interest of weaning off the
feast, the crew settled down to possibly the last time Bafana bafana
play in the Cosafa cup. That's mainly because the competition is
finally dead and Thabo doesn't dig 'the boys the boys' as a moniker.
So Cosafa cup, hey? basically a mini worldcup between all the southern
african teams. So we resort ourselves to the traditional superhouses
Botswana, Swaziland and Reunion. Kinda like the local rugby
superleague where maties have to go through the motions against
Kraaifontein, Strand and SK Walmers.
Surprisingly the Zam anthem is also Nkosi sikelel' afrika, but there
weren't that many people at Springbok Park to notice. Hopefully a few
more arrive for this week-end's currie cup final. Let's put this whole
thing in perspective:our home based players with a brazilian coach
playing at a stadium named after either a town on the N7 or the
national rugby team. Despite the patriotic fervour, there weren't many
bafana bafana or even springbok shirts in the audience. The colour of
choice was actually the green and white hoops of Bloemfentein Celtic,
which is a replica of an irish influenced soccer club from Scotland's
Glasgow.
Taking a lead from the scottish league, the score was 0-0 after 90
minutes. praise Jah we were spared extra time and it went straight to
penalties. We pulled through with a 4-3 win, despite Moeneeb Josephs
doing his best impersonation of a Wright brothers biplane. For those
who moan about quotas in rugby, the token whiteboy missed the one
penalty. The security guards were the first to congratulate the team
(they had a headstart on the crowd) and pretty soon it was a mad dash
for the sanctuary of the change rooms.
With less than 1000 days to 2010 kickoff now, it looks like our best
chance of a quarterfinal place relies mainly on a ridiculously easy
group, some magic from Madiba and a waitress called Suzy.
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