World Cup 2010
The World Cup has come and gone, but it has left a lasting legacy on us as South Africans. We had the time of our lives for that month, a month which will be forever entrenched in our hearts and minds. It was a month in which we united as a nation as never before, when colour, race, creed or religion played no role in our actions and reactions. We stood tall together to celebrate “the beautiful game” in a way which only South Africans can – with GEES (spirit)!
Not a soccer/football fan at all, I was soon converted whilst seeing the world through the eyes of my 7-year old son and my 12-year old daugter – and what a world it was! Proudly I sang our National anthem and joined the millions of proud supporters who decked their cars with flags and mirror socks. I danced to the ‘Waka Waka’ and jived to “Wavin’ Flag’, my chest bursting with pride at the beautiful stadiums we had created, despite all misgivings and doubts the world had in our abilities.
I felt it. I was there. I miss it.
Ayoba, Mzanzi, Ayoba!! I hear “the Sound of a Victory”!