Haban-a-killer, Haban-a-killer, Haban-a-killer … where is me glass? Sounds like a Jewish wedding …
While Kobus Wiese was chatting to Corne Krige and Jeremy Guscott before the game, the butterflies were having a full go. Despite all the bravado I have to admit I was worried.
That Argentinian scrum is lethal and so it proved on the night. Time and again we were pushed back. The line-outs, however, belonged to the Blou Bulle slotte, Bakkies and Victor, with Juan Smith also prominent.
But the Bokke owned the night as they mercilessly punished Argentinian mistakes.
Tries for Fourie du Preez, two for Habana and Danie Rossouw (all Blou Bulle … not that I’m trying to say anything — perhaps just that if we had all our Springboks we would have cruised the Currie Cup, but I digress).
Percy was merciless with his kicking and we’re on our way to the World Cup final.
Spare a thought for the All Blacks and Wallabies. Spared it? Good. Let’s not get carried away with petty sentimentality.
Of course the man-of-the-match award was shared between the English touch judge and TMO who tried desperately to secure an Argentinian comeback, but alas it was not to be.
The non-try Spreadsbury awarded, which was clearly not, was complemented by a touch judge who ran around like the Duracell bunny on crack.
In the end the victory was as comprehensive and injury free as we could have hoped.
The final
Because of the ongoing criticism I’ve been levelling at England, may I just be the first to express the wish that the best South African team wins?
There, I’ve said it, and I hope that we can now start to build bridges between our two countries. Perhaps after our victory lap after the final we might pose for a combined team photo.
This week I will be building up to the game but hasten to assure all you whingeing Poms that I will refrain from any biased or partisan assessments. Far be it for me to tell you that without Wilkinson even Japan pose a bigger threat — you already know that.
I would be the last person to point out that the man of the match in your semifinal was a South African. Not to mention that your officials were the worst in the tournament — as I say, I won’t be mentioning it.
I believe I have progressed enough to analyse and report on the game without fear or favour. In fact, most of you would be hard pressed to guess which side I support.
Mind you, your guys had us in awe for doing 15 Frenchies with one Jonny — any more of that and you’ll put condom manufacturers out of business.
Respect!
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