Bafana Bafana

Whenever we went on excursions we saw signs everywhere advertising the "Bafana Bafana" match. I only knew what this was because it had a picture of a soccer player a long with it. Although I loved playing soccer in high school and watching the World Cup I had no idea that this was the name of South Africa's football team. When we heard there was a possibility that we might be able to go to the Bafana Bafana vs Norway game we were all ecstatic! Even those in our group who had never played or even hated soccer were pumped to go. Then we got the bad news that all the tickets were sold out and many of us became semi-severely saddened. We continued on thinking this while we went about our day. A few of us were at a mall eating when we got the call that we had to come back asap because our guide, Charles, had managed to get tickets. Then it was excitement all over again. Figuring out what to bring, what to wear, where to find face paint (because we are so American). A couple of us didn't have any green or yellow clothes, which were the team colors, so we went to the local store and bought the only shirts that would fit us, boy's large, in the school uniform section. We didn't care if they looked weird or not, we were so excited to be going. When we reconvened everyone was so enthused it took us awhile to get organized. We all got into mini busses and met up a long way from the stadium because there was so much traffic. As we got closer we joined up with more and more green and yellow comrades. After awhile it was like a giant mass all surging toward the stadium that had been build for the 2010 World Cup. So much was going on it was hard to keep track of everyone but we all made it and found our seats, which were field side! We got a few beers and ciders to acquire the commemorative cups and enjoyed a match we will never forget. Although South Africa did end up losing we all had a great time and helped start the wave that carried on around the entire stadium.