I just went to my first Aussie Rules footie match. I was guilt-tripped in to it by the fact that my good friend Cheese invited my newly emigrated boyfriend Marc to see his first match.
For those of y'all who aren't Facebook friends with me, this was my running commentary. The ones in quotation marks are actual things that I said out loud.
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At my first ever game of football. Wearing a red t-shirt, bright green jumper and blue scarf. Just not trying hard enough.
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(My team are the Blues. I was the only person out of the thirty-something thousand wearing bright green)
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I have no idea what the hell is going on...
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"I suppose it's interesting enough, but I just realised there's still more than 75% of this thing to go... "
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"If you and I were doing that in the bedroom, I'd understand. On the football field, I'm a little bit surprised"
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(that one was in response to a guy who looked like he was giving head to an opposing team's player)
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Man behind me: "I started drinking green tea with vanilla. It smells like custard."
The conversation here is a bit more genteel than I expected.
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He adds, looking over my shoulder, "Can you tag me in that?"
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"You don't like genteel? So... I was fisting a nun..."
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In the end, it was actually more interesting than I had expected. Still have NFI about the tackling rules though.
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