
Ray and Stuart greet the teams
| OUR driver, John, and translator, Jasper, asked if Captain Stuart Evans and I wanted to go ‘to the football’. They said a team from England was playing Bora Bora, the local ‘pro’ soccer side in Lira. It was a 4pm kick-off on a Friday afternoon so we decided to go for it.
I am still not entirely sure who the ‘England’ team was – apparently it was some sort of group of coaches and players from lower professional divisions doing a trip with some connection to the charity Samaritan’s Purse.
Anyway, Jasper was part of the organising committee and arranged to get us in for free. There must have been a good three or four thousand people in the crowd who had each paid the 1,000 Ugandan shillings entrance fee.
When we arrived Jasper came over to us, marched us across the pitch and sat us on seats by the halfway line set aside for special guests (there were only about nine seats in the whole ground). We were now – to our great suprise – the guests of honour! The Samaritan’s Purse representative was rather confused as to how we had got involved.
We were introduced by the sports secretary for the area as ‘the Salvation Army people who have been working hard for the people of Uganda and Lira’, which was a nice acknowledgement. Then we had to do the ‘royal’ bit and shake hands with the teams. I had to do a quick speech and kick a ball into the air. I’m thankful I didn’t miss and equally thankful they didn’t ask Stuart – as an Australian he doesn’t recognise a round ball!
Sadly, after about 30 minutes the heavens opened monsoon-style and everyone – including us – scattered. We left as the teams were drawing one each.
It was all totally surreal – life on deployment is never dull! |