Isn't it time that FIFA should be forced to behave within the boundaries of international law?
It is reported that the organisation has left South Africa with a tax-free profit of $2 billion.
Despite big promises from the likes of Blatter and Valcke that FIFA would 'provide the tools to help fight poverty and disease', football's world governing body has again taken advantage of the disadvantaged and then left the scene of the crime with obscene amounts of profit in its pockets.
If you wanted to buy merchandise while you were in South Africa then you could expect to pay anything up to 750 rand (65 pounds) just for a South African replica top. In fact, so strict was FIFA in enforcing its 'official merchandising' only rule that local businesses in South Africa were unable to offer cheaper quality alternatives to the FIFA-licensed products.
And how much did it cost FIFA to produce their official line of products? According to the UK's Guardian newspaper:
The Jabulani ball was not produced in Africa. Instead, it was made by Pakistani workers paid around less than 2 pounds per day.
World Cup mascot replicas were produced by Chinese workers earning less than 2 pounds per day.
Nike's world cup replica kits were produced in Jakarta by workers earning approximately 3 pounds per day.
Why couldn't these goods have been produced in Africa? Why couldn't those who made them have been paid a reasonable wage?
And as for reports that 1.2 million seats remained unsold for the 2010 World Cup - on the basis of what I saw that figure seems accurate. FIFA could have and SHOULD HAVE set aside 10,000 free tickets per match for the local community. Your average South African could not afford to attend the 2010 World Cup finals.
Sunday, July 11
Joburg - Dubai - Birmingham
It's almost 24 hours from South Africa to England with two eight-hour flights and an eight-hour stopover in Dubai.
Dubai crushes my spirit somewhat. I had planned to leave the airport and explore the city for a few hours but it is 41 degrees, I have come down with a cold, and I couldn't sleep on the overnight leg here.
It's all bling, bling, bling as the majority of passengers are frantically running around duty free buying perfume, cameras and gold chains. I can't be doing with it. Give me the friendly laid-back vibe of South Africa instead of this nonsense.
It's clear skies all the way over Saudi Arabia, Jordan, Syria and Lebanon before we head out to sea and the final leg of my journey home.
So many amazing memories from the past 17 weeks flash through my mind.
I feel so proud of what the project has achieved and I feel privileged to have been involved in it all with Bjorn.
The world cup and the South African road trip were the icing on the cake. I had a brilliant laugh with the lads: Geordie Robin, Colombian Rich, Blackburn, Camper Van Nick, Aussie Tim and Swiss Fabio - to name but a few. South Africa was the ultimate road trip.
The plane touches down at Birmingham and I'm in the same pub watching the World Cup final as where I began this adventure back on April 8, nervously waiting for my flight to Nairobi.
My friend Andy picks me up from the airport at half time so we can watch the second half at his house in Solihull. My head is spinning as i tell him and his lovely lady, Vickie, all about the past three months, while on the TV the Dutch team turn the concept of 'total football' into 'zero football' on the other side of the world in South Africa.
I'm glad Spain beat Holland. The Dutch, especially the likes of Van Bommel, were a disgrace at times. It seems bizarre that I was in Joburg just 24 hours ago and that Bjorn and Blackburn might have been in that stadium with Mandela tonight.
After a couple of beers with Andy and Vic we call it a night. I'm absolutely done in. I've also got a live radio interview with BBC Leicester at 7am to look forward to in the morning.