One of the best things about this blog is the fact that it sends only positive vibes about life. For a moment I will have to musk that trademark tradition with the best excuse of the year, for everything ranging from football to the sin of illicit cohabitation, the 2010 FIFA World Cup. I will talk of fishy death, but first the other symbol of the world cup.
South Africa had the most comprehensive bid to host the 2006 FIFA World Cup, which was eventually hosted by Germany after some scandal equivalent to the selling of the 2018-2022 bid votes currently under investigation by FIFA. An Oceania non-cast vote from a New Zealander called Damn C resulted in Mzansi losing the vital spot. At that point, South Africa had shown it was more than ready to host the world showcase.
An even better bid plan was presented 2 years later and justice was meted and sanity prevailed. After all was said and done, the 2010 FIFA World Cup came amid all negative news about strikes, incomplete stadia construction, crime, inability of a black man to organise, cannibalism as well as short time expensive love on the streets of Jozi. A few journos had to go around looking for crime and very few were successful in finding it. As soon as the first whistle was blown, one cunning South African hater of the beautiful game made noise like a monkey that had picked up a whistle and the world caught the fever; iVuvuzela.
After all the noise and doubts about the Africans inability to organise the world's biggest show, all everyone could fault the continent's character was a Chinese plastic horn that cost less than $2,00 at the beginning of the tournament. It went on to cost $20,00 during and after. So grief stricken was the world that South Africa put up a show and a half, that every other confederation and association banned the instrument that makes far less noise than a Formula One car. No one is asking a soul to accept the vuvuzela and one commentator even tried to twist things and called it a 'vevezuela'. After all, it is not easy to blow. Anyway, there was satisfaction that the symbol of the African World Cup does not overshadow anything else anywhere.
Last week, the custodians of the instrument, the South African football lovers stooped to a low that could have had the world grinning ear to ear. Two mischievous Kaizer Chiefs fans failed to blow the Vuvuzela and decided to dump it on the field of play. Luckily, as we all know how much Zulus like meat, a Shaka descendant was disgusted at the site of this huge vegetable ball and he also dumped it in the field of play. The South Africa Premier Soccer League threatened to ban the vuvuzela and not the cabbage. To me, given my meaty background, a cabbage is a symbol of poverty which must be totally banned.
Owing to a special place in our hearts, the Vuvuzela can never be banned. Whatever the reason that led to the vuvuzela turning into a missile, you can rest assured it was the last you saw of it. The 2010 FIFA World Cup will ever be remembered for that horny instrument. It would have been so sad to see the legacy of the historic football event being eroded by 2 Amakhosi fans. The Chiefs boss, Kaizer, apologised and stated such will not be tolerated and must stop forthwith.
The South Africa 2010 FIFA World Cup legacy instrument, was hand and glove with a mollusk of the deep seas, but then, a very sad and new chapter in our lives after the epic event hit the world early this week as well. As popular as the vuvuzela, Paul the Octopus rocked the world by random 'predictions' of match outcomes. He had an excellent report card scoring over 90 % success in his career as a 'chancerer'. The mollusk died after its 2 year life span his the mark. For the rest of the world, they mourned the 'hero' of the world cup and for some of us, we are going for calamari this weekend. If you are lucky to be served Paul's brains, it may be your chance to predict the Brazil world cup results, unless the Zimbabwe Warriors are involved. Then you may need to speak Malay or Thai to break into the match betting syndicates.
Rest in ring pieces Paul.
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