South Africa: World Cup Fever

Four years ago, I was sitting on my bed watching France play Italy for the World Cup title.  At that moment, I promised myself that I would make it to the next World Cup.  When South Africa was picked as the next host country, I was even more excited.  It was the first time a African country would host this event and  I also always wanted to visit Africa.  I then spread the word to my friends, attempting to form a group to come along with me.  Initially, there was a lot of interest, but as 2010 got closer people began dropping like flies.  Girlfriends, money, and work were some of the reasons for not attending.  Lame!  I then I heard a bunch of people were going to Alaska.  Double Lame! So on June 8th I landed in Johannesburg with no friends, but two tickets to my name and a rental car.

Over the past week in South Africa, I have experienced World Cup fever.  It gets you as soon as you land.  The billboards, radio, television, jerseys, vuzuzelas, and swinging flags all participate in celebrating the largest sporting event in the world.  You can’t avoid it.  You drive down the street and see people selling flags.  You turn on the radio and Shakira’s new song, “This time for Africa” plays.  At night, you hear the vuzuzelas (blow horns) playing.  This vibrant energy is encompassing.

The World Cup has become more than just soccer.  Its a time of celebration and collectivism.  We throw away our differences for the time being and become one.  This positive energy spreads like a fever, touching us all.

My next game is in Durban on the 25th, where Portugal plays Brazil.  Should be fun.

Ayoba time!!

Chris