(I can't believe I'm saying this!)
It was one of those SA moments. Almost indescribable; palpable; rivetting. We have had a few of them in the last 16 years; times when all the colours of this Rainbow seemed to find each other for a brief spell: # The freeing of Nelson Mandela # Peace Day # the first democratic Election Day # 1995 Rugby World Cup victory against New Zealand # the recent Bulls Super 14 rugby final played at Orlando Stadium in Soweto # and now, yesterday. And, who knows, maybe there will be more during this Soccer World Cup season, where we are focussed, not only on our team doing well, but also on being great hosts to the nations who have come all this way. I find myself getting a little 'tetchy' with the diehard pessimists: those who keep bemoaning the poor showing of the team; predicting the likelihood of the wheels coming off during the competition; almost expecting us to fail; turning their noses up at the flags, banners and general excitement as though it were all somehow beneath their dignity. They should realise that those enjoying things are not stupid. We all realise the possibility of things going wrong, but for goodness sake, can't we get on board; expect the best just for a while?
Sometimes its something as trivial as sport that triggers great change: for one thing, I believe it came as a huge surprise to the players themselves and to their black supporters, to see yesterday how much their white compatriots were behind them.
In the same way as white rugby supporters were thrilled and amazed to see the black support for the Super 14 rugby finals. To see businessmen dancing in the streets, waving flags, dancing and singing is not the norm, trust me. That has to mean something to a nation often splintered by self-seeking politicians. I hear vuvus blowing in the streets already and its not even 9am! AYOBA!
PS: Pop over to Kirsty's blog and see her fantastic on-the-spot pic.