almost here

Two months ago I let you in on what I’ve been up to, and assured you that I’ll be back to the usual blogging as soon as I can. After a week of technical difficulties, you’ll be happy to know this my last update before all that is ‘in(TRACK)suits’ resumes.

As you might remember I have been busy with Varsity Cup. A project that introduced me to a number of exciting people. Talented individuals whose careers I’ve followed from TV, Radio and now via Social Media. (I’ve explained what this -project – entails here)

Therefore if you’re keen to read those articles here they are:

Liezel van der Westhuizen

John Dobson

Ashwell Prince

Juan Smith

Kyle Brown

Brenden Nel

Sias du Plessis

Breyton Paulse

My work for Varsity Cup opened another door in the form of sarugby.com. I have been writing Super Rugby Previews for this growing website. A challenging task I tell you. To have to take an in-depth look at a team’s ever changing structure, scrutinize their past performances in order to have a ‘worth-the-read’ preview is one of the few things I’ve never envisioned. Nevertheless, I was only too happy to accept. Once a week “Kate Nokwe reports” appears on the page, I must admit, I get excited each time I see that. Do check them out here, any feedback would be greatly appreciated.

In the case you have not been following me on Twitter and we are not friends on Facebook, SuperSport is looking for a female Rugby presenter dubbed ‘Lady Rugga’. SS embarked on a nation-wide journey in search of this vibrate, camera-friendly (and tons of other adjectives) young lady who knows the difference between a ‘tight-head and a maul’. Seeing I grew up in a city that appreciates Rugby, arguable more than it does Football I reckoned I’d give this a try, besides Sports Broadcast is the ultimate dream.

After a nerve-wrecking audition in front of one Derek Alberts, Crystal Arnold and Leigh-Ann Paulick I made the cut and would later be in the 157 ladies who made round one. Saturday 14th came the TOP 50 announcement. A whole day in spasms with nerves I made the cut yet again and will now spend the rest of this week biting the remainder of my nails in hope of a spot in the TOP 12.

For the latest Press Release from SuperSport regarding the competition click on the link and go ‘Lady Rugga’…. Unfortunately the direct link wouldn’t upload.

A great thank you for all the messages of support. I’ll keep you updated on the competition and anything else that might just be in store for this Kat.

Till then…

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women + sport = rivalry

From the day I started this page (late last year) I had an ally, one that (not only) faithfully read my post (but) saw them before anybody else – my editor.

You’ve often read posts mentioning my ‘sporting loving boss’. Actually she was not my boss in the very core sense of the word(because she didn’t pay my salary and she’s only two years older than me).

To this day I often wonder how Samantha Robinson and I got along. I guess it is true what they say – sport can unite even people destined for rivalry. (Okay that’s a bit extreme, read her post and you’ll understand). I have finally convinced Sam to be my first guest blogger.

Take it away Sam:

I am a woman and I love sport. I think this has something to do with the fact that I have a grandfather, father and two brothers who are sport mad. I have always been able to give good commentary on most sports (except rugby) and I always find myself gravitating towards the group of men talking about the sporting highlights of the weekend and away from the ladies talking about the shopping highlights of the weekend.

I thought I was alone and that I would always be one of the very few ladies engaged in conversions around EPL standings, the starting line-up for the Proteas and the F1 teams and drivers. And then I met Kate! When she started as my intern we were in separate offices so we didn’t chat much and then I walked into the office one Football Friday in my Chelsea jersey and life at Sabio Communications was never the same again

I must admit we don’t agree on most things sport. I am Chelsea and she is Liverpool (shame poor girl), she supports the Blue Bulls and I support the Cheetahs, she likes the Proteas and well – I don’t! So most of the time, especially Mondays, we are giving each other a good go. The only time we have been on the same sporting page, well sort of anyway, was during the World Cup. We both supported Bafana, we both had a big crush on Diego Forlan and we both admittedly supported Uruguay. We followed each game, whether on TV at home, radio and our computers at the office (before we convinced our boss to get a TV with DSTV) or Twitter. We were at the office together watching the 16h00 games not wanting to go home until we knew the result and we often found ourselves in our boss’ husband office having an in-depth conversation about the games, goals, results and players. It was safe to say we probably knew more than he did. And at the end of the World Cup – on Monday 13 July 2010 we sat at our desks and cried. Seriously. Two girls cried over the fact that the Soccer World Cup was finished. The rest of the office knew not to bring up the subject for at least a week.

Now we have the next big sporting event starting in a few days – the Cricket World Cup. Although Kate is no longer with us (how I miss you!) we will no doubt battle over Twitter, Facebook and BBM. Unlike the Soccer World Cup cricket brings out the worst in both of us. We become fiercely competitive. As mentioned – she is a loyal Proteas supporter (I swear the girl should be made president of the Graeme Smith Fan Club while I could make millions ensuring Kevin Pietersen’s legacy lives on) And I find it a bit difficult to support our boys. I have tried, trust me I have tried but I struggle. Throughout the series against India I found myself gravitating towards the Indian team. But in the final ODI against India where the series was tied I woke up thinking I will support the Proteas, I will dig deep inside of me and support them until the very end. I thought that this will be a good attitude change leading up to the World Cup. But as with the other games after a few a few over’s I could already feel myself siding with India. And this was when I admitted to myself that I had a soft spot for this Indian team (or any other team name that plays against SA) especially MS Dhoni (or any hot captain’s/player that plays against SA). Being a non-SA supporter I get a lot of flack, as you can imagine, especially from Kate and our friend on Twitter, Mel. Even Sias du Plessis from 5fm has commented on my ability to “stir”. I doubt this will cool down over the next month or so. My team for the World Cup will be England and seeing that they are not too far from being completely South African it is not such a bad thing hey? I have also decided that my other two teams will be India and believe it or not – South Africa (if they don’t play against England or India or my next soft spot team).

So as the World Cup nears, whether you support SA, England, India and dare we say Australia, enjoy it and remember there is nothing wrong with some healthy competition. (Go England whip those South Africans on 06 March)



Author: Samantha Robinson – Account Director at Sabio Communications

oh boy. another one

So, with the information age and its endless possibilities comes the ‘So can I’ era.

Whats with the ‘creative’ ways we update our Facebook statuses, the casual attitude we adopt while committing thievery of other ‘creative’ minds tweets, so why not the ‘well everyone is blogging, so why not me?’ attitude?

I am on Twitter constantly – for work and not – and I come across a number of blogs. Some give me the ‘What did I do before you’ moments, the ‘Man if I could write like that…’ and then more often than not, I would find these interesting pages that always leave me with one question in mind – Did these people wake up one day and just thought they’ll start a blog page and hope they will be suckers like me who would, after hours of being cooped up on a desk, neglect the sun, and just grace their opinion heads?

And so, if you wondering, did I wake up one day and say ‘So can I’? Well actually – YES I did. I woke up from a long nightmare of reading other people’s (sometimes) pot heads and thought it was high time I gave this a shot.

After a long debate with myself, of the countless things I could do in my lunch hour (like taking a walk and drool over that very special…car) the left side of my brain won the argument and this page was born.

So here I am, joining this era of pot heads who know zero about writing, but think their opinions are worth someone’s two minutes of their ‘neglecting the sun moment’.

So, go ahead – I can take it.

K8