#DemureDricus
This week was not #demure, not #mindful and not #cutsies. Yip, that’s the line I’ve chosen to start with. Blame it on the super-blue-red-moon. It’s Friday and I insist on staying cheerful as we scratch the surface wide open on an exhilarating week in South Africa. I have to start with #Dricus, you biscuit.
He did it. He thrashed Nigerian-born #Adesanya in a title defender fight. Dricus won by submission, such an interesting word, submission. This fight kept us revved up all weekend until the early hours of Sunday morning where most of us clung onto, the now infamous, #HulleWeetNieWatOnsWeetNie! Originally, the quote was used in the context of farm murders, but today it is used to say that we South Africans are made of magical stuff. We are unique. Dricus had also been for some serious media mentoring, and he put on an impressive performance outside the ring. He turned the locker room banter into a class act when he showed, not good, but great sportsmanship and grace after winning one hell of a fight. I like him, and even though it took two famous Springboks and a national anthem to rectify any previous reputational damage, he did it. The comeback PR kid is still the king of the ring. Between #Dricus and #MissSA’s #Chidimme debacle, the Nigerians are a little peeved at us, peeved enough to start a xenophobic turf war. Albeit childish, Nigerians and South African nationals are now booking each other #Bolt rides and cancelling after the driver makes his way on a fake call in either Nigeria or South Africa. Bolt drivers in these two countries are literally being fleeced day and night. It has gone so far that food deliveries are being added to Bolt drivers’ instructions which, in turn, is making an impact on fast food outlets as this trend snowballs . Not #Demure. We can be the most mindful nation on earth and we can also really be not #cutsies.