I’m not even going to apologise. Y’all must be used to me disappointing you.
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Okay. I’m sorry. I was well and truly occupied this past week but I did catch both the semi and the final and they were certainly enjoyable affairs.
After a impaling the Amajita who put up a heck of a fight before succumbing to a lone goal via teargas in extra time the stage was set for us to face Senegal.
I’d like to delve a little into that teargas bit though. ZP. Honestly. I know many of us didn’t take or enjoy physics or geography for that matter but at least we must have surely, surely sat downwind of a smokey fire. Anyway. Luckily it didn’t have any serious implications from lesser ones such as fines to much more grave ones such as stampedes. Fans were in high spirits and just wanted to get on with it which was good for us and not for South Africa who seemed to come off worse and finally let their guard down after showing very admirable resolve.
Onwards we marched to a very strange final. Two costly mistakes by Senegalese keeper Sarr (short for “Is it too late now to say Sarry”) and a failed attempt at what appeared to be black magic were enough to see us lift the trophy. For me personally it was just a bunch of mind games to throw the young bullets off their game, but it proved unsuccessful in the end. All the lolz.
In truth the action in the game was limited to the “juju” and the two goals. That man again Patson Daka capitalised on the goal keeper spilling Fashion Sakala’s shot/cross thingy and squeezed the ball in at the quarter hour mark. Weleeee! Senegal were not particularly terrible and had a few chances of their own, but Zambia remained composed and Edward Chilufya got the second and final goal of the game after Sarr, a second too slow off his line, tried to clear the ball only to see it come back off Chilufya’s outstretched leg over his head and into the goal. Weleeeeee again!! Those almost never go in and demonstrate just how much football relies on luck as much as tactics and talent.
The second half was about the charms. Not those nice charms they give princes in fairy tales. Charms, juju or whatever you call them in your neck of the woods. It was all quite bizarre and save for the detailed replay I wasn’t going to believe it myself. Initially a player coming on as a sub was asked by the forth official to remove a dark cloth from his wrist band which he did with some difficulty. However, the real drama occurred when Senegal had a free kick and one of their players took a similar dark cloth and tossed it into our goal. He was spotted by an animated Mangani Banda and a whole bit of handbags ensued before the referee got some control of the lads. The freekick was poorly taken the crowd cheered and the rest of the match was a relatively uneventful formality.
Eventually the referee blew the final whistle and we went nuts. I’m certain every Zambian watching where ever they watched went nuts. Everyone was very excited for the boys who go off to South Korea for the world cup. And we will certainly follow them every step of the way.
Well done to the young Chipolopolo. You’ve done us proud and the future looks to be a bright one.
Until the next weleee! Have a good one.