Rubbing shoulders with greatness

Last summer we held here in Romania the 2007 edition of the Nations Cup at rugby - sort of a second tier competition. Among the teams present, we had the Emerging Springboks. That would be the second rugby team of South Africa.

At one of their matches, I was standing just above the South African reserve bench, next to this shortish black guy who was yelling his lungs out. He proved to be the South African coach. Nice fella. During the game, we exchanged several lines. You know, the general stuff: how the guys are playing, what mistake was made, stuff. The polite blah blah.

Now, this guy proved to be Peter de Villiers, who's just coming to be designated the Springboks coach. I mean the coach of the Rugby world champions, after Jack White's tenure was not prolounged, although White was essential in winning the World Cup.

Therefore, last summer I spoke with the Springboks new coach. Damn! I so completely rulz sometimes, without making any efforts ... :)

That's the guy. I remember his moustache... :)