I’ve not been murdered yet, just had no internet for the past week so I’m gonna be a bit behind with these next 2 or 3 blogs… After the Paraguay game we had 3 full days around Cape Town before the England Algeria game on the Friday. One of the days we decided to head […]

I know that he’s not that well received on most northern terraces, but I reckon that Nick Hornby got at least one thing right in Fever Pitch.  There’s a bit where essentially he says that football matches are generally crap.  We get eighty-odd minutes of terrible, boring or desperate football and it will be punctuated […]

We left Johannesburg on Sunday and the escape to Cape Town couldn’t come quick enough. Waiting for the coach in the bus station, praying for it to hurry up as we were sat there waiting as a magnet to all the undesirables. There were a couple of Americans also waiting for the coach who were […]

So on he went and drove around the back of the stadium and parked up near where a few other coaches were dropping off. We were at the back of the aisle when we could hear a bit of commotion down the front, and were wondering why no one had got off yet. We were […]

The last two world cups in Germany and Japan were obviously too efficient for Fifa so they decided to head to a country that could be described as a lot of things, efficent not being one of them. Public transport is virtually non existent and I’ve already spoke about the trouble involved in getting around […]

I’m sure that Johnny Bogroll’s view would have been much more interesting that a 32” LCD in Orrell, even if there was a distracting b flat soundtrack, but hell, Mrs Perm has just put Glee on, they’ve just murdered Beck’s ‘Loser’ and it’s either witter on about England v USA or go to bed, and […]

  We were unable to get tickets for the opening game so we decided to head to the Fan Fest in Sandton, north Johannesburg where they were showing it for free on big screens. From Melville where we’re staying it’s a 20 minute drive. Unfortunately public transport seems to be non existent over here so […]

For those of you dreading the sound of the Vuvuzelas throughout the World Cup games, bear a thought for your poor correspondent in Johannesburg. Kept up all night, every fucking night by them blaring away in the street outside my lodge.  But I guess being away from home, following the greatest tournament on earth from […]