Carlton made the final of the
NAB Cup and last night we went to The Telstra Dome and watched them slaughter* The Brisbane Lions. It was my first Australian Rules game
and my first Carlton game. It was so exciting. I screamed and shouted and cheered and clapped like a loon. I bought a Carlton scarf (this is like entering into a contract - once you buy a scarf there is no changing your mind about what team to support). I fell in love with Brendan Fevola. I sang the two lines from the club song that I know ("we are the navy blues, we are the old dark navy blues"). I asked stupid questions like "why has that player only got one glove?". I opened my bag of lollies a tad too forcefully and they all exploded into the air and everyone was very nice about picking them up and giving them back to me.
I took crappy photos:
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That's "Fev" if you couldn't already tell.
I don't think it was a great game, but being there gave me a better understanding of this crazy-ass sport which only Australians play. It's too difficult to get an idea of the size of the field and how hard the players work when watching a game on TV at home.
It was a fun evening.
CARN THE BLUES!
*the biased perception of a true footy fan.
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