Entering the stadium and hearing “1,2,3,4 we don't want racist tour”, “1,2,3,4 we don't want racist tour” was making me feel a bit nervous . When I was on the field Protesting I saw cans and bottles coming towards my way so I tried to dodge it. After a few minutes I asked my mum “why are they throwing cans at us?” and she replied in a light voice “well if we were here earlier you would know. Well one of the protesters said to the crowds of fans the game was cancelled so they started to be ANGRY”. And the fans were saying violent staff while the players were waiting in the locker room stretching and getting ready for the game.
Looking at the angry crowd they had posters with swear words . So we quickly got told to put on our gear. I was wearing a Police helmet and with it I had a bat I was scared to use it but I used it as a cricket bat to hit the cans away. After ten or twenty cans I hit I saw Police officers and security guards in the crowd shooting and arresting people. I felt very sad because the police broke up families and it was like New Zealand was divided and the New Zealanders and the South Africans we not united for a very long time.
After seeing some blood on the grass and on the floor it was time to go home but none of the rugby Fans left so we got told to hit them to make them leave so I was feeling a bit sad and a bit happy at the same time. So as soon as we got home I went to sleep and it was over and done with.