With only 2 days to go before 2010 Fifa World Cup Soccer kick off, today is the day that the entire country will come to a stand still at midday for five minutes in order to blow our Vuvuzelas in celebration.
So, at noon, stop what you are doing, get your Vuvuzelas and blow on it like never before. If you are in the car, hoot and let the sound be heard from Cape to Mpumalanga to Natal and from Natal to Limpopo!
Not that I'm an avid soccer fan, and not that I'll be going to any of the matches either, but I do watch my 7 year old Megan play Under 7's at AFC with great enthusiasum. I normally come back from her matches horse and completely pumped up.
Everywhere you go at the moment in South African people are participating in Football Fridays at work - where instead of our usual casual clothes on a Friday, we adorn our Soccer Civies and wear our South Africa colours. People get very creative with their outfits...
At least 5 out of 10 ten cars on the road at the moment are decorated with South African flags attached to their arials, Makarabas on the back boards, car mirror flag covers in the SA colours and plenty other patriotic paraphernalia.
Our official 2010 FIFA Soccer World Cup mascot, Zakumi, is splattered everywhere too, from stuffed dolls, to key rings, hats, pens, you name it!
Soccer Fever is causing quite a hype amongst South Africans at the moment with less than a month to go and people are competing against one another to have as many adornments as possible.
I think its brilliant! It nice to "stand together" and be one nation supporting our team. Most of us know our team won't get very far but we're supporting them nevertheless. Go Bafana Banfana!
Hey, for me, its any excuse to blow my Vuvuzela to piss off the neighbours and spook the cat, dress up like an eejit and oogle the visiting Football Eye Candy Players. Yum Yum!
I heart Soccer Hotties!
Here's Shakira and Freshly Ground singing the official 2010 Fifa Soccer World Cup song:
What's plastic, a metre long, brightly coloured and sounds like an elephant?
It's the vuvuzela - the noise-making trumpet of South African football fans.
We're gearing up for 2010 Soccer World Cup in our home with a competition between Megan (my six year old) and her Daddy and a very noisy blue Vuvuzela.
The deal is this...
..it all started on Sunday night when Megan was playing with her vuvuzela and I mentioned that it would be a good wake up call for someone who doens't have a regular alarm clock. Hmmmmm somehow I regret putting thoughts in her little mind. Nevertheless, it was decided between Megan and her Dad that whoever gets up first in the morning gets to "Vuvuzela" the other one awake with this annoying trumpet.
Daddy has won the game since Monday morning and Megan is not too amuzed by it all. Okay, so who wants to wake up by a vuvuzela being blown in your face when you are slumbering so sweetly?
But the game continues...
Last night Megan calls me into her room just after she'd slipped into bed and says to me: "Mum, you must wake me up early tomorrow morning so that I can get Daddy with the Vuvuzela". She promptly stuffed her Vuvuzela under her pillow and put her finger over her lips to tell me it was our little secret. I nodded in agreement knowing that Daddy would get his own back.
Well, I couldn't bear to wake her when I went into her room this morning. She was snoring so nicely so I just left her. Next thing I knew, my Boerewors was looking for the Vuvuzela and he snuck into her room looking for the dreaded horn. He eventually found it and blew Megan awake. Poor wee thing.
They giggled and Megan is determined to get her dad back tomorrow morning. This time I will help her otherwise I'll be in the bad books again. I am already in grave trouble for not waking her this morning. I had the pouty face all the way to school. I'm such a bad mother...
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