So, here we are, and how to get down to Durban from Joe-burger? Our problem is solved by a man who comes up to us in the street. “Mi Amabuza” he says to us. “We are too” we reply, but he looks confused. “No, I am Mr. Mi Amabuza from Mi Amabuza Vehicle Hire, Inc., reputable car rental company! Do you need a car to hire?” After a brief negotiation we agree on a “state-of-the-arts (his phrase) Trabant”, which has all the latest extras like a steering wheel and a jack-in-the-box thingy for changing tyres, which can happen a lot on the roads around here. We are not too convinced but it is cheap and he doesn’t ask too many questions about Goran’s out of date Yugoslavian state drivers licence, so we leave a deposit and get on our way. We get as far as Harrismith though (remind me to tell you a story about that place) when the smoke from the burning oil starts to become overpowering, so we find a small motel and settle down in the bar to watch today’s games.
First up is Algeria Slovenia, and it seems that England’s Green is not the only one to let in a silly goal. Chaouchi, Algeria’s “Higuita”, also lets in a slow shot for Slovenia to win. Maybe it’s the Jabulani ball, or the altitude or something? Then Serbia’s Kuzmanovic gives away a dumb penalty, and they lose 1-0 to Ghana. Nothing for Spain to worry about there, but next up is Germany. Not fancied this year, but there is a saying made famous in Spain by ex Barcelona centre forward Gary Lineker (although he may have heard it from somebody else, like Confucius), “football is game which is played eleven against eleven, and Germany always wins!”. Well that could happen again here after what we saw. True, Australia is more famous for people who fight “cocodrillos” with a pint of Fosters in the other hand, but they are not that bad at football either. Still, we beat Germany two years ago in the Euro 2008 final, so even they don’t scare us any more. Durban here we come!