What do goats and goals have in common? Can you use goats to get goals? If you look at the two words there’s a really easy answer to that question. Just replace the ‘t’ in goats with ‘l’ and you have goals! Maybe that’s the way former Kaizer Chiefs striker, Bomber Chomane, thought about it. He definitely saw a connection! That’s why he went off to KwaZulu-Natal in search of goats whenever he didn’t score goals … Let’s listen as Banks and Ace take up the story.
Peter: Okay, gents, who’s in for it this week?
Ace: This week we want to tell you about Bomber Chomane, the first real centre forward or striker, as they are called nowdays, at Kaizer Chiefs. He was a real number 9.
Banks: Ja, definitely, the first number 9 at Kaizer Chiefs. He was a typical old-fashioned number 9. He was not like the rest of us in terms of skill and style of the game.
Ace: In those days, the number 9 or centre forward knew one thing and one thing only - the route to goal. They were goal poachers. Nothing fancy but put the ball in the box...and bang! Bomber would score.
Banks: Bomber was a very forceful forward. A proper striker. The name ‘striker’ was meant for him and players like him in those days. They could do nothing all game but as soon as a half chance appeared in the penalty area... As Ace says, “Bang” - goal!
Ace: Also, Bomber loved to score goals. If he wasn’t scoring he’d be in a bad mood.
Banks: He was older than the rest of us. He joined Chiefs when it was still Kaizer XI. Bomber was more Kaizer and Ewert’s age, and all us youngsters admired him a lot. He was a hellava nice guy. But, like most of the players from KwaZulu-Natal, he was big into muti.
Ace: And this is the main point of the story.
Banks: Ja, as we said, Bomber loved to score goals. In fact, his name ‘Bomber’ says it all. He had a great shot, his shots at goals were like bombs, and he exploded in the box...
Ace: And if he missed a chance, even at training, he would get really upset and worry. He would do anything to get goals. Bomber knew he had the ability, so if he wasn’t scoring goals, then he felt as if he was being punished by the spirits. So he immediately felt he had to go and get the right muti to sort things out.
Peter: Every time he missed?
Banks: Ja, can you believe it? Fortunately for Bomber, he hardly missed goals but every time, and I mean every time, he missed a goal, he would leave Jo’burg and go straight back to Pietermaritzburg to see his friend, Allie, who had the muti.
Banks: Ja, Allie. Even if Bomber scored two or three times in a match, if he missed one chance then the following day he would drive home. We used to say to him, “Bomber, this is costing you a fortune in petrol and in time. Why are you doing it? Use a muti man in Jo’burg.”
Ace: Ha, ha. Bomber would just reply, “No, I must see Allie and go slaughter a goat.”
Banks: When he first joined us, one month he went four times - once after every match where he missed a chance. I said, “Bomber, you’ve gone four times and you’ve slaughtered four goats. There will be no goats left in KwaZulu by the end of your career. You don’t have to do this.” Ha, ha.
Ace: Even Bomber laughed at that.
Peter: The poor goats, they must have run every time they saw Bomber coming. If they’d been able to listen to the radio, they would have been scared every time Bomber got the ball in the box...
Ace: Ha, ha, ja. And all the goats would have been Chiefs supporters!
Banks: Ja, and I think Allie ate very well every month. Seriously, even if Bomber missed a chance at training, then he would travel to KwaZulu-Natal to see Allie and slaughter a poor goat.
Peter: Ha, ha...Bomber the butcher!
Ace: But what a nice guy he was. As Banks said, older than us, but a hellava nice guy.
Peter: A Soccer-Laduma reader told us that he’s still in KwaZulu-Natal. Hopefully Bomber will contact us and we can hear his version of the story.
Banks: Maybe he’s a vegetarian now, ha, ha.
Peter: Ha, ha.
Ace: Well, guys, take it easy...until next week...easy like Sunday morning.