I dug a little deeper in Kimberley last night and found "Packs" in the Galashawe neighbourhood. "Packs" is a "I'm Good, if You're Good" kinda place. It promised to be the perfect local spot to watch Brazil v Cote d'Ivoire on a cold night in deep central South Africa.
The regulars were feeling the Ivorians, though a few wise souls were stuck on Brazil. Uruguay flags were all up in the house. All the folks I spoke with are behind their adopted sons.
"Packs" proved to be perfect football viewing because 60s Soul took precedence over inane match commentary. I watched the whole match without hearing a word about the Premier League or the Champions League or Manchester United.
Occasionally the ladies stood up danced, with some making the expedition up on to their tables. Brothers had a hard time keeping their eyes on the game!