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Tokyo and the Sexwales
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I was at the Chippa United—Maritzburg United (“The Team of Choice” — I love that) match in Port Elizabeth last Saturday, and that keeper just goes absolutely bonkers at his defenders (or the voices in his head, or maybe at himself) if something goes awry. It’s both amusing and disturbing to see.

I like their shakes.

No, I was responding your comment about how “WE’d kick their ass in basketball though, with our College players. America, still great.” And yet we haven’t always beaten their asses in basketball with college players, which is why we don’t play with college players any more. But I think you’re trolling, maybe?

Well, except that we brought pros into the amateur game because we couldn’t kick their asses. But that might be what you meant. I could be drunk several hours ahead of US time. (By could be, I Mean “am”.)

I agree. If anything, that Belgium team probably underachieved. But it also shows that at the top level of international football there are some bad motherfucking teams.

Including Howard I’m not convinced that any Americans from that game start in front of any Belgians from that game.

Pfft. Catch it, and I’ll be impressed.

One of? Bitch, don’t try me. Mostly because my hands are covered in peanut butter.

Whenever I see this come up in conversation I always want to point out that Tokyo Sexwale was a liberation hero who sacrificed much in the fight against apartheid and has been an important figure (for good and sometimes for ill) in post-apartheid South Africa. Then again, he wants to be head of FIFA, so: Mock away!