I think this World Cup got off to a great start, with SLXS telling you to put money on the Springboks winning when the betting was at 7-1. Then we go on to win, and everyone loves me for making them some good money! This World Cup was like a dream and South Africa were the only team who were fully confident in themselves from the beginning. From the coach to the captain and the team, these guys were in this World Cup for real.
People have doubted Jake White and John Smit before, people said our team was too confident of winning and overseas people slated Percy for his hairstyle. So what if he has highlights in his hair, it won us the World Cup didn’t it? Percy nearly single handedly scored all the points in the final, with a convincing kick coming from Francois Steyn as well, who seemingly has the world at his feet. Percy was lucky I was not near him. Or anyone from the team as a matter of fact. I wanted to cry on their shoulders, they made 2007 my dream year.
I should also mention Danie Rossouw’s tackle. Classic, denying them the try! That is what I’m talking about.
Poor Francois Steyn. Twenty years old, a World Cup win and from what I have heard, a R1 million bonus for the win for the team members, which means he has achieved what most strive their whole lives for. I’m not jealous. Well not TOO jealous anyway! It’s awesome though what he has achieved.
The week of the World Cup I could be seen hitting up the Milk Thistle tablets to give my liver a good refurbishing before the punishment a World Cup win produces. Try saying Milk Thistle with a lisp. Milk Sissel. Or Milk Thithel? Tough one. Go for the Solgar Milk Thistle. Available at health stores all around Cape Town. One tablet, three times a day worked for me. Ok I might have smashed a couple more when I got home that night because the bottle is now empty. I can’t remember how many I took.
The week leading up to the World Cup was also madness with a lot of South Africans putting the Springbok badge as their Facebook profile photo as a show of support. Rugby jerseys were also seen on the people in the streets and on the day of the World Cup, I saw countless people with flags flying out their windows. Never before have I seen a nation so united by a game! It was something to experience, and I’m proud to be a part of it.
The big day started off for Charlie V and me(Rhymes) at my place, where we had a little sparkling wine toast in preparation for victory(I would call it champagne but we are not drinking the French one. I mean, we were not with Team Moet. We drank some South African sparklers) After smashing the bottle in literally 25 minutes I was feeling at quite good speed. We then caught a ride through to town where we met up at The ‘Hood. Neighbourhood. We arrived looking very casual. Dapper, but casual. After the usual meet and greet, we were into our spots on the balcony in not time, just soaking up the atmosphere and the drinks.
Luckily for us Mike had put his body on the line and taken some seats at about 5pm on the balcony, so we could all sit easy and watch the game. Not that I actually took a seat during the game, I was too busy standing and shouting and losing my mind. Mike literally did take one for the team, as he was worse for wear by the end of the game. My Chinese counterparts from Dude Wheres My Car would say something along the lines of “He was pretty lapsakdooi last night”
You know that tune they play in the World Cup, I don’t know how to write it, but they play it in the stadium and then the crowd erupts? Well Charlie V managed to get the same response by playing that tune on his trumpet, at Neighbourhood! No jokes, he took his trumpet to the World Cup final. That is excessive! The chicks were going berserk over it, and I still remember one guy coming up to him and saying “The birds are loving that. Carry on playing that and you WILL come right tonight!” After mentioning this here on SLXS, I can already see what is going to be happening. Everywhere I go guys are going to be playing trumpets. Sorry boys, you missed the boat. It’s been done already. Try something else. Like your natural charm.
I try my natural charm all the time and it never works which is why I keep a bottle of Vodka nearby at all times, in case I need a pick me up. I also try my natural looks from time to time but as you can see, that has not worked either. And then the only time girls are going crazy around me is because one of my best mates is playing a trumpet and they are screaming for him. Will I ever get a break?
To be honest it is the only time I have seen girls panties( Red lace) nearly falling off over such a “nerdy” thing. I remember at school I used to laugh at the trumpet playing guys. If only I knew how much attention and action you would receive, I would have made my parents send me to band camp. While those kids were at band camp, I was out partying at Springboks and Billy the Bums in Claremont trying to come right. Now look who’s laughing…and it’s not me. I’m crying.
After the win, the streets of Cape Town went absolutely off the hook. Long Street in Cape Town came to a standstill as cars stopped in the road and people started dancing and waving flags and laughing and just enjoying the fact that South Africa are the business. I was just reading over at SARugby.com that we are not only World Champions but also the number 1 ranked team in the world. In addition South Africa were awarded the IRB team of the year, Jake White was awarded the IRB coach of the year and Bryan Habana was awarded the IRB player of the year. I love it! I never doubted the boys this year, and those 15 guys truly did have the power of a nation.
Here are some of the pictures from the big day. The massive day. Huge in fact. Life altering. When you go to Neighbourhood, try out the curly fries, but more importantly I had the nachos on Saturday night. I don’t know what to say. I really don’t. Other than I want to just say that I want more of them inside me.
Oh and I should also mention in passing, that Neighbourhood happen to have waitresses who are EXTREMELY easy on the eye. I couldn’t believe it. No one could. No one can! We shall leave it at that. Take it. Or leave it. It’s up to you. Take a look. Have a visit. Ok that’s enough.
UPDATE: Our win managed to absolutely break the English. Even Jonny Wilkinson, who never drinks, got a bit phuza faced. Go Jonny! Check it HERE
Some of the girls were also keen for a blow on the trumpet. What?
Who is that in the white top looking backwards?
Celebrating another World Cup win in Long Street
Long Street was off the hook after the game with fans crowding the street
Sean Lloyd
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