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World Cup here we come!

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Boy, talk about excited. Last night we went to see the All Whites play Bahrain for a place in the next football world cup in South Africa. The stadium was completely packed out (35,000) people — the biggest crowd ever for a football game in New Zealand. There was so much resting on this game for both teams — New Zealand had to win to get through to the finals. A draw would have meant that Bahrain qualified.

The only other time NZ has made it to the world cup was in 1982. There was a huge media buildup to the game, and I was a bit nervous about it. The All Whites were lucky to have got a draw against Bahrain when they played them in October. Bahrain had missed a couple of easy goals and could so easily have won. But the All Whites had been working hard on their set pieces all last week, and had stuck with the 3-4-3 formation that allowed them to field a stronger attacking squad.

When we went into the stadium it was already buzzing. We could tell it was going to be a noisy night. Football crowds tend to be much noisier than rugby crowds, and they were already pretty rowdy. Most of the crowd were wearing white clothes in solidarity with the team. We bought our beer and warmed up our vocal cords for the match.

At the kick off, Bahrain went straight onto the attack. Their forwards were very fast taking the ball up the pitch and immediately put our defense under pressure. But Ryan Nelson and Ivan Vicelich held firm in the back line. New Zealand picked up the pace after a few minutes and started to dominate the game. There were some great shots, especially Chris Killen's left-foot volley from the edge of the penalty box, which beat the keeper, but hit the cross bar. Rory Fallon finally got the ball in the net a minute before half time with a header from a good Leo Bertos corner.


Rory Fallon, instant hero!

The other hero of the night was the All White's keeper, Mark Patson, when he saved a penalty early in the second half.


Boy, the relief!

Bertos and Shane Smeltz seemed to get their combinations working better in the second half and came close to scoring. When Bahrain scored our hearts sank. But when we realised the referee had awarded a penalty for a foul against Patson, everyone cheered. And the place erupted at the full time whistle. What a game. What a night. Fantastic!

Sandboarding in the old days

It's funny how things from your past can suddenly come back to remind you how much fun they were.

I was chatting on Twitter the other day with a young guy who lives in my old home town. He made a comment about me surfing, I replied that I didn't surf but used to sandboard, and he replied "What's that?" He'd never heard of it.

I Googled it to find that it's now a moderately popular sport in some places — desert areas or places where there are large sand dunes. Check out Sandboard Magazine or Planet Sandboard. Basically, you ride a board like a snowboard down the biggest, steepest sand dune you find. The modern boards are large, about the size of a snowboard, complete with snowboard-like bindings.

My cousin Roger, who's four years older than me, got us into it. He's always been a keen surfie, and he and his friends used to sandboard when the surf was small. Very few people did it, and we had to make our own boards. The boards in those days were smaller than the modern ones. We made them out of the hardest wood we could find — normally a plank about 1 inch (2.5cm) thick, and the length and width of a typical skateboard. We would shape them so they were still flat on the top, but rounded at the bottom edges so the edge was quite sharp. Then we would get sanding with paper until they were as smooth as we could get them — like glass, if we could (that's why they had to be made of hardwood). Then we would paint the top and sprinkle sand in the paint so we had some grip.

Before we rode the board, we would wax the bottom. We used to use old candles, or we would steal blocks of the wax Mum used to seal the tops of jars of preserves or jam. Then you just got on at the top of the biggest sand dune you could find, push off and try to stay upright until you got to the bottom. Sometimes we managed it, but the rides were short and really fast. A 45 to 60 degree slope was about ideal.

There were a lot fewer injuries than skateboarding (sand's a lot softer than tarseal or concrete), although I did once get a pinched nerve next to my spine after landing heavily with straight legs. It took two trips to the osteopath to fix that, after many months of intermittent pain. (Actually, when we were much younger we lived on a farm, and one time Roger visited he made boards for us to ride down the dry grass slopes on the farm. I broke my little finger doing that. I must remind him how he's been responsible for those injuries the next time I need a favour from him.)

It was heaps of fun, and the only thing that stopped us was that there were only a few really good dunes at our beach and we eventually got bored with them. You probably can't do it there these days as the erosion has got bad and the best dune slopes are fenced off — probably because of the damage started by us when we were kids.

Arresting newspaper headlines

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I did a double take at the headline "'I was waiting for a signal,' says skydiver who forgot to pull the cord – and lived" in the Herald a couple of days ago, and checked out the original story in The Independent. It wasn't as bad as the headline suggested, but the guy was extremely lucky to escape with a broken back, a punctured lung and several broken ribs after landing on snow covered rocks.

Then today I was staggered to see this headline, "Shoaib ruled out of Twenty20 with genital warts". Pakistani bowler Shoaib Akhtar will miss next month's World Twenty20 due to viral genital warts, according to the Pakistan Cricket Board. Imagine if your boss announced to the world that you were taking time off work, and gave that as the reason! :yikes: :no: Just imaging the barracking the guy's going to get the next time he's in Australia. They don't take any prisoners over there! :devil:

But the story that takes the cake today is "Toddler buys $20,000 digger on TradeMe". Three-yead-old Pipi Quinlan got up early one morning lately, turned on the computer, opened Mum's TradeMe account (auction website, NZ equivalent of eBay), clicked "Buy Now" on the top auction on the page and bought a $20,000 Kobelco digger. Mum sorted it out, but the lesson is simple — log out when you leave a website, particularly one you can spend money on. Homer: Doh! This story's going to go around the world, along with the one about the couple who have made off with the NZ$3.8 million accidentally deposited into their bank account. It now seems they have the woman's seven year-old daughter with them and are somewhere in Asia — the trail has gone cold in Hong Kong.