Red card to Naija love

None of the goals impressed me as Bullets shot rookies Bvumbwe United 4-1 at Kamuzu Stadium last Saturday in the country’s elite league.

Instead, my biggest enjoyment was watching this other couple that jumped into each other’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 other’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 pair’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!  Tomorrow’s theme is seriously ‘total red’.

I am more than obsessed with tomorrow’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.

Can’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 pair’s kisses, but they can only come if the Flames win!