Two nights ago, myself and drumstick’s dad had a discussion about the merits of North Korea and how they will fare in South Africa. Our opinions varied but we both agreed the certain raiser between the host and Mexico will be an interesting match-up.
And it delivered in spades as Mexico dominated possession early but couldn’t convert numerous excellent scoring chances. Then against the flow of play, South Africa got the first goal and grew steadily in confidence. At the end, the Mexicans got a deserved equalizer but really should have won the match. I suppose that’s why you play the game because you just never know what could happen on any given day. It was a very good start to the tournament and Bafana Bafana will be very happy with the draw even though the opportunities were there for an upset.
On the other hand, the France – Uruguay match was so dull that I really don’t have anything to say about it, partly because I felt asleep for a little bit. (I stayed home because my stomach was not feeling well.) Chances were few and far in between and the pace was absolutely dreadful. I have my doubts about Les Bleu and this performance simply reinforced it. Group A is now wide open and it’s a matter of who wants it more.
Although I did find a couple of amusing nuggets in the two plus hours that I’ll never get back:
Diego Forlan and Jeremy Roenick. Surly they must be related somehow, some way.
A new definition for the word “Irony”: Thierry Henry appealing for a hand ball.
So now it’s time to look ahead to tomorrow and the marquee match of the day: The Empire v The Colonies. Even though I’m not feeling well at the moment, there’s no way I’m going to miss the opportunity to watch England v USA with a bunch of lads in the local watering hole.