South Africans

I like South African and South Africans. Me and Sue (thats er indoors) visited for an unforgettable 3 months this time 2 years ago. We met lots of great people and made some lifelong friends. Like me , many South Africans are crazy about sport. When I was there I really bought into this aspect of South African culture. One of my favourite occasions was a visit to Newlands in Cape Town to watch SA play New Zealand. I always enjoy watching 2 developing nations trying to master a game we devised and gave to the world. Here I am with my mates Piet and Vernon, great guys (and great drinkers!) getting near to the end of a game which I am glad to say SA won.

Now as we approach a momentus weekend when we play one of our colonial cousins at another game we invented my rants over the next day or so (ok there has been a long fallow period but I am only slowly emerging from a Robson induced torpor affecting all the Blades fans I know) will be directed at my best and well loved SA buddy Pete Grassow. Pete bless is of the one of the SA 'to win is our destiny' school of thought. For starters, what I want to know is what good does it do even if you can run faster than a cheeta if you are at the bottom of a ruck getting a bit shoe pie from Cozza and co? The tone is set! Bring it on Pete. Percy wont be able to totter around on his high heels when Lewis 'I'm very moody' Moody is about to take his legs from under him. Front row? Lets not go there.....well not until tomorrow!

Swing Low!