Before we look at the weekend’s sport, I feel the need to say a word or two about Bryan Habana who plays his last game for the Stormers tomorrow. His record breaking fifty tries for the Springboks is the kind of legacy a player would like to leave behind, but what stands out for me is how humble he remained despite all the glory, and his dedication.
They say the single biggest reason for the success of Sachin Tendulkar is his commitment in all facets of the game, including training. This applies equally to Brian. He will be sorely missed – not only at Newlands, but everywhere he played in South Africa.
My only concern is that it appears that Bakkies Botha will be his mentor in France – imagine how the locals are going to battle to understand Bryan speaking French with a Bakkies accent
Die enigste Super 15 wedstryd wat werklik van belang is, is die een op Nuweland. Die Cheetahs rus op hul louere met vier punte in die sakkie, maar die Bulls moet nog een bult oor om bo-aan die ranglys te bly. Ek kan eerlikwaar nie sien hoe die Stormers hulself kan motiveer om hierdie een te wen nie, ondanks al die praatjies van Noord teen Suid, aartsvyande ensovoorts. Koerantskrywers moet iets skryf, al is dit nou nie heeltemaal wat hulle dink nie.
Die Sharks en Kings dans die laaste wals van ‘n goor seisoen, met die Kings dalk minder ongelukkig as die manne van KZN, van wie regtig baie meer verwag is.
As I am writing, Australia are hovering on 131 for 9, with the last two batsmen looking as if they are going to record the best partnership of the innings. When they bowled out England for 215, I though that there was some chance of this series becoming more of a one-horse race than I anticipated. Alas, it now looks like a three-day test, unless conditions for batting are as good as the last two Aussies make it look.
And finally, some sage advice for those no longer as young as they think they are.
Bob, a 70 year old extremely wealthy widower, shows up at the Country Club with a breathtakingly beautiful and very sexy 25 year-old blonde who knocks everyone’s socks off with her youthful sex appeal and charm. She hangs on Bob’s arm and listens intently to his every word.
His buddies at the club are all envious. They corner him and ask, “Bob, how’d you get the trophy girlfriend?
Bob replies, “Girlfriend? She’s my wife!”
They’re knocked over, but continue to ask. “So, how’d you persuade her to marry you?”
Bob says, “I lied about my age.”
His friends are fascinated, “What do you mean? Did you tell her you were only 50?”
Bob smiles and says, “No, I told her I was 90.”