Her latest pearler: "I didn't watch the 1995 Final. I thought we were going to lose so I was asleep in my room."
When she uttered this little pearler this morning, myself and the other South African in the room had nothing to say. We looked at her, looked at each other, looked at her again. Eventually I laughed. What else could I do?
I'll readily admit that I was not brought up in a rugby-obsessed family. But even my hockey-playing relatives and I were watching in awe as Joel dropkicked us to glory. This was followed by a drive home with South Africans hooting on the roads, waving, shouting at everybody/anybody who looked in their general direction. I could be wrong, and I don't have any studies to back this up, but I think I'm working with the only South African who slept through the 1995 RWC Final and its subsequent celebrations.
She followed up by saying how she really, REALLY hopes SA can win this weekend, but she just doesn't think they can manage it. This from the woman who does not... I repeat... does not know who Bryan Habana is.
I ignored her after that.