Fasten the seatbelts of your ambition, stow away your propensity to panic, and return your sensibility to the upright position. Or something like that.
South Africa will board a flight to Christchurch today. At least, that is what their boarding passes will list as their destination.
But their hearts and minds will know better than that.
Today marks the first step of a journey that began in Dhaka on March 25 2011 – the day South Africa found a way to crash out of that year’s World Cup.
If that sounds odd, it is because nothing about South Africa and the World Cup has yet followed a logical flight path.
Despite being favourites to win the damned thing more often than not, they have yet to reach the final or even win a knockout match.
South Africa’s meticulous planning and relentless preparation have been undone by punitive rain rules, a bizarre runout, their own failure to grasp the most important bit of a Duckworth-Lewis equation, and opponents who know just how to push the right mental buttons to get them to do the wrong thing.
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