The mustache on his lip is pencil thin like the middle part through his hair, and although
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his friends call him Blokkies his wife would call him Joubert. Ag Christina, Christina he
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thinks to himself: You never could understand what it feels like to dummy and to sidestep
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with a leather ball in your hand.
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Man it is hard to believe this is Blokkies Joubert a hooker in the Springbok scrum, because
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he's old and he's gray and he sits in chair in the slanting winter sun. But he made his name
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with that wonderfull game that he played......... in 1931.
When he sits in the lounge of the old-age home just North of Beaufort West, and he watches
a TV program of the Springbokke rugby tests. As the images flikker upon the screen he can hear
the manne call, they say: hak hom, hak hom Blokkies, 'n Blokkies hak daai bol...... En ons se
Druk hulle, druk hulle Blokkies, druk hulle mannetjies flou. Ja hak hulle, hak hulle Blokkies,
hak hulle bolletjie gou, mmm julle kniee, druk julle driee daar agter die doellyn nou.
He sits there in the afternoon sun, his memories come and go. He can clearly recall Bennie
Osler, and Boy and Fanie Louw. Yes there they satnd with the rest of the team in the
photograph on the wall, and if you ask him he will show you where they signed on his rugby
ball.....En ons se
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Ja ons ouens was rof innie ou dae but we played a gentleman's game, but it's all been spoiled
by politics, it's never going to be the same. So he drifts back to the old days and he hears
the manne call, they say: hak hom, hak hom Blokkies, ou Blokkies hak daai bol.... En ons se.
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