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Goodbye Durban, hello (sort of) Joh’berg

4 Comments 18 June 2010

We have waved a fond farewell to the winter-sun paradise of Durban and gone up into the highveld. Flying back into Joh’berg airport I was a little choked with nostalgia if, that is, it is possible to feel nostalgia for something that happened only five days ago. The airport will always have a special place in my heart after the chaotic welcome mat that was laid out when we first arrived bleary-eyed into the country. This day was largely one of transit that ended with us holed up for the night somewhere between Joh’berg and Pretoria in a sprawling Greek-themed estate. Quite a bizarre thing to come across here, all columns, statues and rooms named for Aegean islands. If I were a superstitious man – or a betting one – I’d take this as a sign that Greece were going to take out their next match. Such was the detail in the recreation of ancient Greece that as we settled in to watch South Africa vs. Uruguay it would have been apt to have been being fed grapes by maidens. Apt is not enough to make reality though and no maidens were forthcoming.

The World Cup fairytale seems unlikely to strike in South Africa for a second time. The first time was quite the romantic story when in 1995 almost through the sheer will of Mandela alone – if the flick Invictus is to be believed – the Springboks united a newly democratic South Africa as they leapt from mediocrity to take an unlikely victory in the Rugby World Cup. There was no little hope here in country that Bafana Bafana would acquit themselves similarly this year, drawing on heart fed by History. FIFA is no t sympathetic to fairytales it seems. After turning in a praiseworthy performance against Mexico in the opener, however, they were just now belted from pillar to post by our old sparing partners Uruguay. Party over (almost). Though statistically possible, it would take a convoluted confluence of fortunate results to see the home team advance to the Round of 16. (After the Germany debacle though we here in camp Australia are all about throwing our lot behind a convoluted confluence of fortunate events in order to secure one’s passage .)

Hambasa Bafana Bafana! Some locals dance for a miracle. Photo Jeff Umansky

The Most Beautiful Scapegoat in the World. The wonderfully named Iker Casillas – Spanish keeper and general handsome man – has been embroiled in an England-style Footballer’s Wives scandal in the rush to find excuses for the shock loss to the unfancied Swiss*. The presence on the touchline of his distractingly beautiful reporter girlfriend has been held up as the reason The Neutrals were able to get one through the otherwise stingy Spanish shot stopper and send them crashing to a shock defeat. Yeah, of course, it’s all the chick’s fault, not that you were terrible. The Spaniards may have to wait a little yet to get the great shiny cup to put in their cabinet.

Weather report: Cold spells, tending to absolutely and outrageously freezing.

Aussie Progressometer: Medium, maybe… sort of.

* possibly irrelevant language note: ‘embroiled’ is one of those single-context words, like muchness. You can only ever be embroiled in a scandal to the exclusion of anything else. $10 to anyone who can come up with another use for muchness (note: cheques may not be honoured).

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  1. Elvis says:

    Upset the word “Kiff” was not used!

  2. smadden says:

    The fact that England lost is laker??

  3. Fooz 'aLobo says:

    Will we ever see another Valderrama?
    Not being one that can easily recognise the difference between a foot(soccer)ball and a basketball without the use of spectacles. I find myself scanning the field for 2010’s most amazing do’s. I thought this year could be the return of the big hair (given the kiddies these days are starting to look like they’ve just stepped straight outta the set of Meatballs) but aside from Puylo and Gaxa, who is the next Valderrama? Do we need another Valderrama? Do we need to kill off another player before someone is prepared to where a spiderman mask on the field?

    I retire my rant to the lonely space of blog comments.


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