So since kick off its been a crazy run for stories and excitement over which country will qualify into the more challenging rounds. Emotions were high on the 11th of June 2010, I can remember how I couldnt think straight that entire day.
And yes, plenty stories have been written about that defining moment, about this historic moment.
The opening ceremony wasnt spectacular but at least it had moments of beauty. The opening game was Bafana Bafana's stage for glory and pride as the national team, I hadnt had hope in them ahead of the World Cup but they performed.
Stationed in Witsvuvuzela2010 Newsroom has been mind-blowing. Linking up with international journalism students has obviously taught different aspects of the craft of writing and producing media. Its just been difficult finding stories in a place as limiting as Jozi, then again with the World Cup, theres no such thing as, there is no news. I could make nothing into news. Im not complaining... its great experience. But today, i actually got to a point where I am completely over the World Cup, tired of hearing about it, tired of watching it, writing about it! just tired period!
The thing is, the World Cup is the best thing that has ever hit this country and we should be embracing it, I should be embracing it. Its just easier said than done when you're a journalist and not a fan in this whole thing.
I cant remember the last time I lounged and had a bit of leisure time. Pushing hard, working hard... story of my life. Guess i'll rest when Im dead. So im not complaining, I want to go hard and yes, this is cliche, be the best I can be.
Anyway, I dont have much time, I have to go file for the Cameroon and Netherlands match and my day just got worse after my mother lambasted me on the phone, its crazy.
So, I'll leave the rest of my thoughts for tomorrow.
love, light and peace
T*
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