None of the goals impressed me as Bullets shot rookies Bvumbwe United 4-1 at Kamuzu Stadium last Saturday in the countryâ€™s elite league.
Instead, my biggest enjoyment was watching this other couple that jumped into each otherâ€™s hands like magnets every time Bullets scored.
Perhaps out of long hours of practice, as precisely as the ball went past the line for a goal, the couple darted into each otherâ€™s arms, locking lips with more perfection than that with which the ball got slotted past the Bvumbwe keeper on the field.
My cousin Alfred and I kept praying the pair did not kiss each other out of breath because none among us on the stand looked experienced enough in first aid matters.
Tomorrow I return to the stands hoping to enjoy the pairâ€™s display again!
If the couple kissed so strongly for Bullets against a mere club from the vegetable abode of Thyolo, what if the Flames score against Nigeria?
And I pray the Flames score more than once!Â Tomorrowâ€™s theme is seriously ‘total red’.
I am more than obsessed with tomorrowâ€™s match.
I bet even at my humble abode, tomorrow is not a good day for Nigerian visitors.
And to those who may still be welcome, mind the falling glass. It is a day for fierce battle.
Right from the break of dawn, I will be in top gear, tuning up to supporting our soccer ambassadors.
So, my day tomorrow starts with heavy sanctions on everything Nigerian; no Nollywood faces on the screen or Naija vibes on the stereo.
With patriotism for the wood and fun for the spark, the Kamuzu stadium tomorrow explodes in a giant fireball and eagles must mind their perch.
We must be there, our vuvuzelas tucked under our armpits.
Canâ€™t you see, it’s that time again when art takes a vital part in cheering the Flames to a scorching display!
Those placards artistically cut. Those clothes designed for fun and flair.
I love those songs whose verses inject energy into the legs playing for national honour.
I also love the pairâ€™s kisses, but they can only come if the Flames win!