(It is Saturday at Selmon Stadium. There are crowds of supporters with Vuvuzelas, happily singing songs. Then everyone stands up and sings the national anthem.)
Nkosi sikelel, Afrika
Maluphakanyisw aphondo lwayo
Nkosi sikelela,thina lusapho lwayo
Morena boloka setjhaba sa heso,
O fedise dintwa le matshwenyeho,
O se boloke, O se boloke setjhaba sa heso,
Setjhaba sa South Afrika-South Afrika
Uit die blou van onse hemel,
Uit die diepte van ons see,
Oor ons ewige gebergtes,
Waar die kranse antwoord gee,
Sound the call to come together,
And united we shall stand,
Let us live and strive for freedom
In South Africa our land.
(In the changing room.)
Ruddy: Hello, my dearest love.
Sammy: Hello my sweetheart, but remember, this is not the right place for us to be close.
Ruddy: I know very well, but just do me a favour a few minutes before we go out to run.
Sammy: What kind of favour? And don’t forget, I’m the Queen today, so I need to be near and close to my boyfriend.
Ruddy: (Whispering.) I said I know that, but my point is that you need to take some stuff, and when you are close to him, pour some powder in his drink. Apply it on your lips, put it under your tongue, and kiss him. After you are done, leave him immediately. Go Sammy, I trust you. Take this and keep quiet about it.
Sammy: It’s not that simple. It’s risky.
Ruddy: It is as simple as abc. Please go, hurry up.
Sammy: (Speaking alone with her hands trembling.) What is this thing Rud gave me? Hard cash, but how much is it? Should I tell someone about this money? I’m shocked and afraid. A roll of money, I don’t believe it, but truly speaking, I am not going to. I better go to the bathroom and wash my mouth and throw this bottle and all this stuff in the bin.
Tell us: What do you think is going to happen next?