#Superbru ruined my life

My fingers were shaking with every letter typed. 


The homepage started loading. It felt like it took an eternity to finally log me in. Time doesn’t fly when you’re kakking yourself, apparently.

Dammit. Not a good week. Lots of little red arrows telling me I don’t know all that much about rugby. Or soccer. Or the IPL. Or just about any sport that’s ever been played. Dammit.

This is just one of the reasons I have a love/hate relationship with Superbru, the online sports prediction slash bragging rights game. It’s really great, it really is — but it also makes you feel dreadful when you see that you’ve plummeted down the table or, and this is the worst, one of your lesser sporty colleagues or friends is way ahead of you.

When you log into Superbru and you had a kak week.

Let me tell you a story. My former boss, who knew next to nothing about rugby once challenged me to Superbru for a SupeRugby round. He picked exclusively based on which team badge was “cuter”. Hahahahaha. That’s sweet, I told him, before I accepted his bet. A bottle of whiskey was at stake. Easy peasy. In the bag. I mean, cuteness. Lolsies.

He smashed me. Hard.

Double or quits? Same picking method? Sure! He won’t be fluke his way to victory two weeks in a row. Never. He did. I lost, again.

A good week on Superbru will make you feel like a frigging genius. A bad week, which are the most frequent, I find, will make you feel like a chop who knows next to nothing about the sports you spend your weekends engulfed in. It’s an emotional roller coaster on tracks that will inevitably fail and leave you stranded on the upside down section of the loop-the-loop.

Think I’m being overly dramatic? Play Superbru with competitive friends and get back to me.

The yellow cap, more important than life itself

But that’s not why Superbru ruined my life.

This is why it ruined my life: Superbru forces me to support teams that I hate. Why? Because I predicted those teams would win, and if they don’t then I have a bad Superbru week.

I’ve watched as Tottenham lost and thought, ‘Dammit, that’ll ruin my Superbru.’ Normally I’d rejoice with not a care, now I rejoice with a rather large tinge of Superbru Sadness holding me back. Man United? I’ve backed them. Liverpool, too. Especially when the top of the pool is tight and I need the right results. It grates me.  

You could just not play, you know. Yeah, I guess you’re right. But then how will I be able to laud over my friends/colleagues/strangers?

Then stop moaning about it. No. Piss off, and leave me to my mid-table mediocrity as I cry into my bowl of oats.

Journalist Matthew Savides on returning from a trip to ravaged Nepal

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In the early hours of Saturday morning I chatted live on 702 and Cape Talk to Martin Evans about the Nepal trip. Lasted about 26 minutes. Spoke about the devastation, the damage, the work done by Gift of the Givers, and just how resilient the Nepali people are.

Originally posted on The Polony Diaries:

I spoke with Matthew Savides (Senior Sunday Times Journalist) about his recent trip to Nepal.  Matthew was there with the “Gift of the Givers”, a South African based aid organisation about their work in Nepal in the aftermath of the earthquake that took so many lives.

You can listen to it here.

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Portraits from Nepal

In the three weeks, Nepal has been devastated by a 7.8-magnitude and a 7.3-magnitude earthquake that has, to date, left more than 8500 dead, thousands more injured and dozens still missing. It is, according to Reuters, the most deadly Himalayan quake on record.

I went to Nepal as part of the media contingent with the Gift of the Givers disaster relief team. While there I came across a beautiful people left shaken and distraught. The pictures below are portraits (mostly) that I took, which I hope captured the various emotions: from despair to sadness, and even some smiles of hope despite the chaos.