Come support the Puma Senior Women
Lucia Mudzanani Less than a minute
Come support the Puma Senior Women
The Puma Senior Women are asking for your support in their upcoming games.
They will face the Griquas on Saturday, July 5, at Patriot High School.
Following the above match, the team will again face the Griffons on Saturday, July 12.
'Let's paint eMalahleni pink and support our Puma Senior Women on July 5 and 12 at Witbank Rugby Club, Patriot High School,' said Zelda Freitag, Nkangala Rugby Region Chairperson.
Attendees who will be best dressed in pink on July 5 will win four free Boktown tickets.
The Boktown will take place at Bankenveld cricket field on June 12.
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