My friend and I were at it again. This time around Bafana was facing Morocco. I must say though watching the game at the stadium is way too stressful. At some point I disengaged and was on my phone. I mean it was as if it was a Itumeleng Khune vs Morocco match, the backline was appalling.
Ok don't want to get worked out, what matters now is that we are through to the quarter finals, thanks to the Mexican wave that went on for days and vuvuzelas.....
