God is in the details…

Currie Cup prediction

The final will be between the lions and western province.

As much as I’d like to believe that the Bulls can make it to the finals and win, I just don’t see it.

Year after year Frans Ludeke serves up a steaming pile of crap and calls it a game plan. Initially he coasted on Heyneke Meyers momentum, which wore out a good few years ago.

Now we have to be content with  finishing ninth on the log. Gone are the heady days of hammering every team in sight into the ground.

Then the Currie Cup rolls around and the fun begins again.

Bull Shit Bulls

Well done to then players and the coaching staff on another dismal super rugby campaign.

Frans Ludeke’s attempt at raising the dead in an effort to get the team on track was never going to yield the kind of results he so desperately needed.

The ONLY thing I liked about this season was that FINALLY Zane Kirchner wasn’t in it.

The same goes for all the other teams with the exception of the Sharks – who actually showed up.

The rest of the teams should return their pay cheques and go get jobs emptying dustbins.

All the New Zealand teams have put their hands up for the world cup as have about half of the Australian teams.

I don’t envy Heyneke Meyer trying to build a team that even stands a chance in the 4 nations and then in the world cup.

From what I can see now, and I really HOPE I’m wrong, the contest will come down to England and New Zealand.





New Year Same $hit

We are halfway through November and the Springboks have one game left to play before they scatter before the four winds again. We gave Scotland a klap of note and the guys are hugging each other and have tears in their eyes. Guys ! It was SCOTLAND we beat, everybody beat them. I’ll reserve my other comments for after the game against France.

Super rugby was a waste of time as was the Currie Cup – and by this I mean from a Bull’s point of view, from a Ludeke and Pienaar point of view. If the Bull’s management are going to insist on employing the dumb and dumber of rugby coaches we will continue to fail. I had a good laugh the other day after reading about plans to upgrade Loftus to the tune of over a Billion Rand. What’s the POINT !! Unless we win games, the stadium can have golden toilet seats in it for all the goods it’s going to do.

I am not optimistic about our chances of winning the next rugby world cup. I’ll even go so far as to say we won’t even make the semis. The reason for this is simple. Heyneke doesn’t have the guys for a long enough period each season to get them into a unit that can seriously contest the next RWC. Super Rugby takes a huge chuck of they year, and leaves many broken bodies in its wake. Then the guys take a breather and go play the Tri-Nations (or whatever the frack it’s called these days). Then it’s back to Super Rugby. And somewhere in between we have the Currie Cup. Now the greedy guys at Sarfu want to increase the number teams we have in Super Rugby to 6. Soon Super Rugby will run for 12 months and it’ll be like soccer with so many games on, you’ll want to barf. And, with so many teams in it, I believe that the quality of the games will decline so as it become ridiculous.

I’m sorry to say this, but the future of Rugby does not look all shiny and bright, but quite the opposite.




What’s that flowers name ?

It’s called a Protea Son, and it WILTS under pressure.

Rugby – 2012

What can I say ? My team, the Blue bulls sucked on so many different levels that it defies belief. And to think that a few years ago, my team was winning trophies hand over fist !

Heyneke Meyer took over the coaching of the Sprinkgboks and talked tough about having a plan to get them back on track. I must’ve misunderstood the plan, as I expected to at least bare some fruit during the course of 2012 !

I watched game after game with the Bokke getting their asses handed to them in almost every one. Correct me if I’m wrong, but there’s alot of talent and experience in the current team. It’s not like he chose a team of unknows put the green and gold jerseys on them and sent them off praying for the best. I was horrified as  watched the Boks play a kind if rugby I never thought I’d see. The kind of rugby you’d expect from a country that’s just started playing the game.

For the first time ever, every victory just made us look worse. The last game against England was a shocker. When a coach tells the world that a win by any margin is acceotable, I know he’s full of shit.

We didn’t win the world cup twice because of our looks, we won it because we’re a damn fine rugby playing nation with some of the best talent the rugby world has to offer.

I say this grudgingly, because I’m not a fan at all of the All Blanks – but you have to admire their consistency. Hopefully, HM has a plan, that will see the Bokke rise again from the ashes of Div’s half assed attempt to coach the Bokke.

In minutes dissapears…

It’s Friday the 22nd of June and I’ve just switched over to the Junior World Championship game between the Baby Boks and the Baby Blacks. Five minutes into it and it feels like someone has plugged my body into an electrical outlet. The pace of the game is so frantic it feels like my eyes are battling to keep pace. Every player is on fire with the desire to win for their team and their respective countries. The crowd is chanting the name of the Baby Boks to such an extent you can’t hear anything else. A note on the screen tells me that the stadium in Cape Town, is packed to the brim.

A player from each team is red carded.

I watch as the Boks score then the Blacks score. The battle is Titanic, it feels like the world itself is holding its breath as this game unfolds. The Boks score and I shout it in excitement. My poor puppy looks at me fear in her eyes. I pick her up and embrace her.

The game continues and the fever pitch rises. Tries are scored and referred to the TMO for a decision as no one wants to make a mistake at this level. Ten minutes left and the pace ratchets up  a notch. There is a virtual wall of Black as the the Baby Blacks lay siege to the Baby Bok try line.

The clock ticks down as the game comes to an end, the crowd count down the seconds and the ball is kicked out and the Ref blows his whistle. It’s done ! The Baby Boks are the new Junior World Champs ! The Crowd goes wild, the Baby Blacks looks like they want to cry.

It’s the 23rd, it’s cloudy and cold with rain. But the inside of each Springbok supporter there is a little green flame that keeps them warm. They watched a brilliant win the night before, which has whetted their appetites for this afternoons encounter between the Springboks and the English. The English need a win here, to salve their wounded prides. They’ve lost the war, but they can still win the last battle.

The day drags on and eventually 5 ‘o clock arrives and the game gets underway. It starts off at a much slower pace when compared the game the evening before. I write this off to a more mature (and older) teams strategy for the last game of the 3 game series.

Morne gets his first kick in, I breathe a sigh of relief. He’s my hero, and I really feel for him when he misses. Especially when you consider all the records he holds ( The game doesn’t get any faster or better. It’s raining and the guys are slipping – literally and figuratively. Morne tries a drop goal and it misses. You can feel the tension in the crowd. I’m sure most of them watched last nights game and are sitting here thinking what the hell ? Every now and again the camera shows the new coach, Heyneke Meyer talking animatedly into a walkie talkie. Nothing seems to change though.

Morne misses more place kicks, the crowd now starts to boo the fallen hero. Substitute him HM – bring Elton on. This is the last game before the 4 Nations (or whatever the f_ck i’t called) experiment a bit, you have a very talented bench filled with players just dying to come on and impress you and the supporters who paid good money to watch this game !

The commentator remarks that the Boks have only ever had one draw with the English in the last 100 odd years. This will be number 2. The game grinds on, the crowd continues to boo my hero. My blood boils and I start shouting at the TV. Is HM the right man for this job ? My precious Bulls are being slated by HM’s decision to put under performing Bulls players in key positions. Not good, not good at all dude.

The final whistle goes, the game ends in a draw, you can almost feel the anguish of the players. Australia and New Zealand completed their tours with clean sweeps, not so the Springboks. Last night the Bokke hammered their opponents. Today the Springboks got hammered by the English, the supporters and a coach I’m starting to lose faith in.

The Junior Boks touched the Sky, the Senior Boks swam in a sea of shit. I was stunned as to how 2 teams, from the same country, under different leadership, could play such very different games. At least the Juniors have hope and faith, while the seniors seem to have despair.

This weekend Super Rugby resumes with the Bulls facing off against the Cheetahs, I have sent a prayer up to the Heavens that there will be Divine intervention for my team as they lick their wounds and try and pick up the pieces and hopefully have a decent end to the Super Rugby season.

Heyneke, dude, I was at a breakfast where you spun us a story about the future of of the Green and Gold. I hope you weren’t spinning us a fairy tale. Soccer in SA is rubbish, Rugby isn’t. Please make damn sure it stays this way.

Here’s hoping Mr. Meyer !

Super Rugby Week: 2

Ok, so let’s reflect on week 2 of super rugby. The Hurricane’s beat the Lions on friday in the death, and managed to secure 2 more yellow cards. This brings the total for what is probably the dirtiest team in the competition to 5 yellows, and a red. Not bad going, at this rate they’ll be banned about halfway through.

The Reds beat the Force, no surprise there. The Highlanders beat the Crusaders, yes I also did a double take when I first saw this result.

The Bulls thrashed the Cheetahs, this despite a red and yellow card in the last 15 minutes. Now the Cheetahs travel to the land of kangaroos and hobbits where they will hopefully redeem some measure of self respect.

last but not least, the Stormers beat the Sharks in the death when they converted a penalty to break a 12 all tie.

This years competition has seen most games end with very close scores, at this rate most games will be decided in the last 10 minutes by the most accurate kicker. I’m so glad Morne Steyn kicks for the Bulls ! He hit a 1000 points this weekend.

Go Bulls !




Rugby – October 2011

Well, what a (lame duck) final, the world champions winning by whole 1 Point !

At least the Currie Cup semi finals were exciting with the Lions now having to face off against the Sharks at Ellis Park. Go Lions !

The Bulls seem to have lost the plot, with them fading in Super Rugby and not even featuring in the Currie Cup. Come on guys – pull your heads out of your asses !

I wonder who’ll be the new coach of the Springboks – guess we’ll have to wait and see. Hopefully this time the choice will be based on merit and ability, not color.

Rugby World Cup 2011

I am a huge rugby fan, and enjoy pretty much every rugby competition that my two teams, the Bulls and the Springboks take part in. From Super Rugby, to Tri Nations to the Currie Cup.

Every 4 years, the rugby world cup rolls around and our stress levels increase and our hearts pound as we watch our countries take each other on. But I must admit that this years contest and has been a pile of shit (and this isn’t purely because my team was knocked out in the quarter finals). With teams like Japan, not winning a single game. Teams being in the wrong pools and games being played between very very strong teams and very week teams. The result being a score that would be more appropriate to a cricket match.

If I didn’t know better I’d say that this world cup was skewed to give a certain team a more than even chance of winning. The northern hemisphere teams have been disgraceful, with the exception of Wales and Ireland. The Frogs don’t deserve to be in the final. I hope the All Blanks crush them.

Last but not least, I reckon that Super Rugby is a far better competition when it comes to determining who is the best team in the world. Teams play rugby from February to July, with the winning team having to win close on 16 games in order for them to be crowned champions. Rugby world cup takes 2 months to sort out, with teams often making it through by default (like the Welsh captains tip tackle in their game against Australia) or as a result of horrific refereeing (yes Bryce, I’m talking about you).

World cups are great, but they by no means crown the best team in the world at the end of the Cup.


Green and Gold.

I make no excuses for the poor performance of my team. But I would beg to remind you dear reader that this team is not to be written off lightly. This weeekend they will reach deep and yank to the surface the warriors I know that lurk just below the surface. You have been warned, so be ready all you who dare criticise the men in the green and gold, for on Saturday we cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war !