David towers over people.
The Dutch were going CRAZY.
We grabbed a bunch of chicken and went to Nick, Dave, and Michael Jubergs, then went to the Waterfront to watch Ghana v. Uruguay.
We were cheering for Ghana, of course, since they were the African darlings. However, I don't think that the handball which sent the game to penalties was 'cheating.' It was merely a professional foul. If you have an intentional handball, it is a red card and a PK. That is what happened. The problem is that the team which advanced to the group stage only with penalty goals was unable to convert the most important one.
The Wheel of Excellence. Not kidding, thats the name.
Right after the game ended, they played 'Another one bites the Dust,' then 'We Don't Need No Education' then 'This is Africa.' Either best or worst DJ ever.
It was a sad night, but we hit the Long Street nightlife. We actually ended up at a club called Assembly. It was loud with house music and a basic impossibility to interact with anyone. Every time I go to clubs I remember why I don't go to clubs.
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