Going to a World Cup match can be quite time consuming. Lunch time beers with Afrikaners, fighting traffic in Pretoria and trolling the streets for a decent massage with my mate Hyder.
We didn't find a massage although we did have a laugh taking a South African mini bus - there is always room for one more. 10 rand takes you just about anywhere and the passengers are a right laugh. The driver plays his own sounds...LOUDLY!!! No complaints from me though as I like a little rave
As for the match, it was all Spain but then 10 man Chile started making a fist of it. As the score filtered through from the Honduras/Switzerland match both sides realized that the status quo was good so the last 10 minutes was rubbish, oh well!
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