Black stars or Black Mohawks

Black stars or Black Mohawks..??? Whichever it is, boy am I glad I didn’t have to change the beginning of this piece. I was there, on one of the biggest nights of Ghana football, right there in Wembley stadium. Ok you got me there, but you must understand that when I am in front of my TV on my mat it’s like I am very much in the stadium. Going by this analogy then it’s safe to say that I’ve sat in some of the biggest stadiums the world over. Plus I had my very good friend Yaw Bobbie (Ashanti pronunciation) who had the opportunity of travelling to see this historic match (you think?) in the stadium. England-Ghana or I should Ghana-England (I’d let you know why in a bit) has been long overdue. Our former colonial masters have done a good job avoiding us all these years and judging from last night’s display its good they did. Considering it took us this long to see a match this big it was a real shame Mr Capello had to spoil the party for us. Keeping his very much overhyped and ego-inflated players was certainly not what we wanted but it was a good ploy, again if last night’s performance is anything to go by. The English have been riding far too high on their horses to notice that their players are not all that they make them out to be. They were lucky we were too tired after a fantastic demolishing job in far away Congo. Besides there was a foul on Vorsah leading up to their goal. Oh! How we wished Rooney and co played. But we didn’t really care; we shall surely get them sooner or later. I for one was certainly not surprised with the attendance. If anything I was a little disappointed. I thought I would not see an empty seat. But the English authorities were far from disappointed. Thinking they had allocated only 20000 tickets to the Ghanaians, they were simply left dumbfounded. Funny the BBC commentator kept saying 20000 fans. Obviously he wasn’t paying attention. I couldn’t help but notice the quizzical looks on their faces, staring mystifyingly at each other as if to ask “wtf just happened here”. What I am about to tell you is privileged info and was made known to me by my pal/correspondent Yaw Bobbie. To add to our already suspicious huge numbers in the stadium, we wouldn’t just shut up and enjoy the game. Rather we were vibrant and vociferous in our cheers and jeers whiles our boys put up a splendid performance to leave Wembley with a draw. Well not all of us left you see, because in order to teach us a lesson, there was an unannounced identity parade right after the game to ascertain the validity and genuineness or otherwise of our visas. Luckily, Bobbie was wise enough to stay away from the stadium. He was there certainly on a different mission. If ever the UK authorities were unsure about our numbers, they do have a fairly good idea now. We did give them an atmosphere to remember though; with some English fans already calling for it to be made an annual fixture (wouldn’t that be something...Hmmm). We shall surely be hearing from them again sooner than we think. Great game by all standards. Goran Stevanovich to me looks pretty much like our “Paul aa w’amba nt3m”. Good tactical awareness, not afraid to make changes, to me he’s got the makings of a good coach and in Ghana he’s got all the talent to help him succeed. It was good to see all those young guys come into the team. There’s something about those boys...SUCCESS!!! The future for Ghana is really bright well assuming we just scrap the Meteors side and just go with the U17, U20 and the Black stars. As for Asamoah Gyan, anytime I get on his back he tends to shut me up, maybe I should be doing that more often. He won’t score a better goal than that one, dancing around Lescott as if he wasn’t even there all the time singing his singing his Hit song “African Girls”. Anyway I actually did get into a stadium this weekend. The star studded Elephant team from the Ivory Coast were in town and it was a French carnival against ‘lowly’ fancied Benin. Why most of the Benin players were of knee-length in terms of height was anyone’s guess. It was amazing. In any case the main attraction for me certainly was the array of football stars on display and not the very beautiful, hotttt, sexy and skimpy-clothed French girls. They, the girls, surely did add a light touch to proceedings I must say. I’d leave you with his quote: “Ghana fans – wonderfully bonkers!!!” Compliments from an English brethren.

Black stars or Black Mohawks..??? Whichever it is, boy am I glad I didn’t have to change the beginning of this piece. I was there, on one of the biggest nights of Ghana football, right there in Wembley stadium. Ok you got me there, but you must understand that when I am in front of my TV on my mat it’s like I am very much in the stadium. Going by this analogy then it’s safe to say that I’ve sat in some of the biggest stadiums the world over. Plus I had my very good friend Yaw Bobbie (Ashanti pronunciation) who had the opportunity of travelling to see this historic match (you think?) in the stadium. England-Ghana or I should Ghana-England (I’d let you know why in a bit) has been long overdue. Our former colonial masters have done a good job avoiding us all these years and judging from last night’s display its good they did. Considering it took us this long to see a match this big it was a real shame Mr Capello had to spoil the party for us. Keeping his very much overhyped and ego-inflated players was certainly not what we wanted but it was a good ploy, again if last night’s performance is anything to go by. The English have been riding far too high on their horses to notice that their players are not all that they make them out to be. They were lucky we were too tired after a fantastic demolishing job in far away Congo. Besides there was a foul on Vorsah leading up to their goal. Oh! How we wished Rooney and co played. But we didn’t really care; we shall surely get them sooner or later. I for one was certainly not surprised with the attendance. If anything I was a little disappointed. I thought I would not see an empty seat. But the English authorities were far from disappointed. Thinking they had allocated only 20000 tickets to the Ghanaians, they were simply left dumbfounded. Funny the BBC commentator kept saying 20000 fans. Obviously he wasn’t paying attention. I couldn’t help but notice the quizzical looks on their faces, staring mystifyingly at each other as if to ask “wtf just happened here”. What I am about to tell you is privileged info and was made known to me by my pal/correspondent Yaw Bobbie. To add to our already suspicious huge numbers in the stadium, we wouldn’t just shut up and enjoy the game. Rather we were vibrant and vociferous in our cheers and jeers whiles our boys put up a splendid performance to leave Wembley with a draw. Well not all of us left you see, because in order to teach us a lesson, there was an unannounced identity parade right after the game to ascertain the validity and genuineness or otherwise of our visas. Luckily, Bobbie was wise enough to stay away from the stadium. He was there certainly on a different mission. If ever the UK authorities were unsure about our numbers, they do have a fairly good idea now. We did give them an atmosphere to remember though; with some English fans already calling for it to be made an annual fixture (wouldn’t that be something...Hmmm). We shall surely be hearing from them again sooner than we think. Great game by all standards. Goran Stevanovich to me looks pretty much like our “Paul aa w’amba nt3m”. Good tactical awareness, not afraid to make changes, to me he’s got the makings of a good coach and in Ghana he’s got all the talent to help him succeed. It was good to see all those young guys come into the team. There’s something about those boys...SUCCESS!!! The future for Ghana is really bright well assuming we just scrap the Meteors side and just go with the U17, U20 and the Black stars. As for Asamoah Gyan, anytime I get on his back he tends to shut me up, maybe I should be doing that more often. He won’t score a better goal than that one, dancing around Lescott as if he wasn’t even there all the time singing his singing his Hit song “African Girls”. Anyway I actually did get into a stadium this weekend. The star studded Elephant team from the Ivory Coast were in town and it was a French carnival against ‘lowly’ fancied Benin. Why most of the Benin players were of knee-length in terms of height was anyone’s guess. It was amazing. In any case the main attraction for me certainly was the array of football stars on display and not the very beautiful, hotttt, sexy and skimpy-clothed French girls. They, the girls, surely did add a light touch to proceedings I must say. I’d leave you with his quote: “Ghana fans – wonderfully bonkers!!!” Compliments from an English brethren.