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Sunday, 21 October 2007
springboks and roses
And so South Africa wins the 2007 Rugby World Cup.
Poor England, I know they weren't the favourites to win, but they are England, and anything English occupies a special place in my heart. I've always been an Anglophile and I guess that's not going to change really.
I watched the finals - it was quite exciting, but also quite boring as well. The only attempt at a try was unfortunately, disqualified by the referee, which was a real pity because England scored it, and if it were allowed to stand, the victors would most likely have been England instead. And the whole nation would be celebrating their second consecutive World Cup win right now.

I think England played remarkably well - at least in comparison to their rather lack lustre World Cup campaign; they were attacking much more regularly and skillfully than before. Its just that the South African defence was too strong, and the Springboks managed to convert all the penalties, which mattered, because in a game without a single try (a first in a World Cup final at that!), every penalty converted counts.
So kudos to them. Even though I'm a fervent supporter of England, I have nothing against South Africa winning, because they deserved it. They were the better of the two teams that played last night, and in every game, someone has to lose.
And at least England lost to South Africa, a former dominion and a member of the Commonwealth. I think its always better to lose to someone in the extended family, rather than losing to some other country like say France! Gosh, how terrible that would have been!
So yeah, congratulations South Africa! And to England, better luck next time! You did the best you could and no one can fault you for that.

Its interesting to note that while I love watching Sports programmes, I absolutely hate to work out. I think this needs to stop. I'm too lazy for my own good, and if I don't make an attempt to get my anorexic body into a survivable stage, I might actually die before I'm 25.
Which is not really a good thing because I wouldn't have managed to do lots of the things I wanna achieve by then.
So yeah, I need to start working out. But procrastination is my middle name, and I guess we'll just have to see when it chooses to take a back seat and surprise surprise, allow me to start jogging or cycling or swimming or something.

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