Present: John, Gabriel, Chance for some of it, Elisa for the second half, Kai, myself.
Pre-match expectations: Oh Tonga. If only you’d beaten Canada. And if only France had shown the form they showed yesterday to beat New Zealand. Or some sort of permutation. Either way, Argentina could have done a lot better than playing against New Zealand. Maybe if they’d beaten England, things would have been different, for everybody. Oh well. They’re going to get thumped.
Predictions: Pumas victorious against the odds. Yeah, right.
Game: national anthems pumped up to full and big Argentine men weeping while singing it. We’re all in the zone.
Half-time status: actually, that wasn’t too bad. For about four minutes, Argentina was even in the lead, following that surprise try from Cabello. However, the NZ kicker Piri Weepu is looking the business tonight, striking with a conviction and accuracy that is keeping the Pumas at bay. Who needs Dan Carter. New Zealand go in 12-7 ahead.
Full-time status: oh dear. There ends another dream. Just when it looked like Argentina were creeping back into the game, an unfortunate sin bin for Vergallo close to the 60 minute mark sent the Kiwis storming ahead. Two tries later, they were out of sight. New Zealand win 33-10.
Man of the match: the steady and clinical Piri Weepu, who accurately kicked 8 out of 9.
Food: Heineken and Imperial, and some very spicy Pringles that briefly put the Argentine out of action.
Conversation keywords: are we winning? Again from the Argentine, who had a loose grasp of rugby/was watching his first game.
Comments: this weekend of totally ruinous sleeping patterns is over. Semi-sanity beckons.
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