The tournament, semi finals, quarter finals had all passed, it was then time for the big one. The Rugby World Cup was about to come to a finish with the All Blacks playing France in the RWC Final!
It was the match that the world had been waiting for and it was finally here. There were shots on TV showing the 2 teams training out on the field, shots from the dressing rooms and shots showing the 2 teams walking down the corridor to the field with very determined and focussed looks on their faces. Suddenly the countdown began. The crowd full of thousands of French & All Black supporters joined in. “3, 2”...”1” they roared out with extreme gusto!
The All Blacks’s Piri Weepu kicked off, and the intense match began. The All Blacks and France making some big hits on each other, performing some tricky plays. Later on, a lineout was held near the All Black’s try line. My house full of All Black supporters, shouting out things like “come on All Black’s, the try line’s right there !”
I, however, was cheering for France. So when Tony Woodcock scored the first try in the final, I was a bit angry but my family members were going wild. Cheering and yelling out “Yeah All Blacks, Woo Hoo!” The All Black’s also celebrated, but the game wasn’t over yet. The French knew that they would have to up their game.
France did exactly that, because close to the end of the first half, the French captain Thierry Dusautoir, scored a try! Now it was time for me to "yahoo" and celebrate! The first half ended and it was now time for the 2nd half. the score was 8-7, with the All Blacks leading by just one point!! 20 minutes had passed the another 20 and then another 20. But the score was still 8-7!
The final extremely intense minutes were passing by and I was hoping one of the French team members would do a little drop kick into the goal post and France would win! There were so many butterflies, I felt as if my stomach was going to explode!
My hopes were put to an end though, because the All Blacks had won. But, I am a quite glad that NZ won. Monday, 23rd of October 2011, was certainly a day to remember!
It was the match that the world had been waiting for and it was finally here. There were shots on TV showing the 2 teams training out on the field, shots from the dressing rooms and shots showing the 2 teams walking down the corridor to the field with very determined and focussed looks on their faces. Suddenly the countdown began. The crowd full of thousands of French & All Black supporters joined in. “3, 2”...”1” they roared out with extreme gusto!
The All Blacks’s Piri Weepu kicked off, and the intense match began. The All Blacks and France making some big hits on each other, performing some tricky plays. Later on, a lineout was held near the All Black’s try line. My house full of All Black supporters, shouting out things like “come on All Black’s, the try line’s right there !”
I, however, was cheering for France. So when Tony Woodcock scored the first try in the final, I was a bit angry but my family members were going wild. Cheering and yelling out “Yeah All Blacks, Woo Hoo!” The All Black’s also celebrated, but the game wasn’t over yet. The French knew that they would have to up their game.
France did exactly that, because close to the end of the first half, the French captain Thierry Dusautoir, scored a try! Now it was time for me to "yahoo" and celebrate! The first half ended and it was now time for the 2nd half. the score was 8-7, with the All Blacks leading by just one point!! 20 minutes had passed the another 20 and then another 20. But the score was still 8-7!
The final extremely intense minutes were passing by and I was hoping one of the French team members would do a little drop kick into the goal post and France would win! There were so many butterflies, I felt as if my stomach was going to explode!
My hopes were put to an end though, because the All Blacks had won. But, I am a quite glad that NZ won. Monday, 23rd of October 2011, was certainly a day to remember!
