A giant clash of minnows

Rodney Hartman|Published

Of all the dangers that lurk in Iceland - you know, getting trapped in a snow drift, boarding a boat that gets hit by an iceberg, or getting involved in an arm-wrestling competition with a girl with long, golden plaits and shapely biceps - the one Bafana Bafana must avoid at all costs tonight is being trampled underfoot by the opposition.

My knowledge of Icelandic sport is, shall we say, scant, but what we do know is that in the world's Strong Man competitions - in which contestants pull motor vehicles by their teeth, chop down oak trees in a flash and trot around with an oil barrel perched on each shoulder - the all-time kings are blond giants from Reykjavik.

Indeed, it is a fact contained in recognised books of reference that Icelanders have won more Strong Man events than any other nation.

You will know the kind of individuals I am trying to describe here if you ever went to the cinema to see a motion picture about Vikings or Norsemen.

The one thing that sorely puzzles me in the modern age is why more Icelanders have not been lured into those football codes that are played with the oval ball.

Now, if Western Province, for example, had an Icelandic lock forward for this week's Currie Cup semi-final, that Matfield chap and his pal Bakkies would have their work cut out.

In association football, or the round-ball game that is in the news today, Iceland has not exactly been a showstopper.

The one thing we do remember about them, though, is that in an international game against, I think Estonia, about 15 years ago, a young player was sent onto the field as a substitute - to replace his father.

It was, by all accounts, the first time that a father and son had played in the same inter-national soccer match.

Indeed, you get the sense that Iceland is the kind of country where there are strong family ties which replicate the kind of values that Bafana Bafana's Brazilian coach Joel Santana is very proud of when he constantly describes his team as "my family".

What cannot be helping his family is the interference that they are getting from the new regime of football officials in this country.

Mwelo Nonkonyana, one of the new South African Football Association vice-presidents who is in Reykjavik with the grand-sounding title of "head of delegation", told a reporter: "We have to start winning, starting in Reykjavik.

"Everybody is starting to panic and we too are very close to panicking."

One word a leader should never utter publicly is "panic".