2010 – World Cup, South Africa.
Years ago my dad took my brother to the Rugby world cup in France. As I looked on in admiration , he said “you’re next”. I assumed he was joking. It never crossed my mind that I would be seated in South Africa for the FIFA World Cup 2010. Not only was I destined to go to a World Cup (the holy grail of athletics for an aspiring soccer player of any age), but I was to attend the first world cup ever to be hosted in Africa. This was history in the making and I was part of it.
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