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I have been caught in the euphoric wave of NZ’s White Noise/Yellow Fever/new found love for Soccer.

Last night, I decided to stay up to watch the All Whites in South Africa. Hoping for the best, but expecting the worst, I found myself  killing time through a mixture of MySky recordings, porn and twiddling with my guitar.

Facebook told me that I wasn’t the only one staying up, so that gave me hope that I wouldn’t be the only useless one at work today.

The pre-match chit-chat on various channels told of the 300 All White supporters/Spartans at the ground.  Commentators asked experts searching questions on the ability of the All Whites and their chances. The experts all had various versions of UK accents. I thought to myself they must know what they are talking about. It did however remind me of a movie called the Great White Hype.

All their answers spoke of  “if things fall their way…” & “at the end of the day the team with the most goals will win…”

There were hints of hope in their answers, but their body language told another story (I am now an expert in body language thanks to Lie To Me).

Anyway, in the 93rd minute – 5 minutes after I went to bed, the All Whites got up and scored to draw the game.

The world kept turning.

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