The Spurs lads took on all comers at Texas Hold Em poker last night. At one point I had almost more clubs in my hand that Amelia Heskey has played for. We're up a few Rands - especially from little SWP who couldn't quite get the hang of the game. Meanwhile Glen Johnson is now leading the darts tournament - although Jamesy might have something to say about that. It's really just a bit of handbags between them.
Carra's bought his kids a couple of vuvuzelas - yes, that's right. He kept most of the lads awake last night trying to get a tune out of the blooming things.
The cat's out of the bag about the squad's Soprano nicknames Metro Online - being a Bruce Springsteen fan I like to be Silvio Dante (played by Steve Van Zandt from the E Street Band). Anyway Mr Beckenbauer just be careful what you say or you might end up sleeping with the fishes in a pair of concrete football boots.
The freshly washed kit has gone off to Cape Town and we'll be going tomorrow morning. I tried to hide Matty Upson's shirts so I would have more chance of playing but Golden Balls in his role as Mr Fixer checked all the kit as it was loaded on the bus - unfortunately for me he spotted that there were some numbers missing - didn't know he could count.
Managed to get another round of golf in this afternoon with some of the lads. The picture in the Metro article above shows Roono has written some cryptic messages on his golfing boots. What it doesn't show is that he has also writtenh L & R on the inside.
Just been watching Bafana Bafana get beat by Uruguay - shame but they looked outclassed. And what a good result by the Swiss.
Right off to fill in my wall chart and then bed.
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