I Don't Like Cricket

We are meant to be staying up to watch the final of the Cricket World Cup between Australia and Sri Lanka, but having imbibed too much alcohol earlier this evening, a certain someone has already fallen asleep on the sofa and is snoring away quite peacefully.

It's raining in Barbados* so play has been delayed for the last hour and a half and I have been sitting here trying to decide whether

a) I really want to watch this game
b) If I should go to bed
c) Should I wake-up Big Red and make him go to bed with me?
d) If I should sit here, drink tea, smoke another joint and wait for the start of play?

Decisions....aagh.....


I'm beginning to question how much I like cricket. Even if play starts in the next hour, watching the entire final would mean staying up until 7.00am.



I'm not even Australian.











*Apparently they have rain in Barbados.

Carlton v Brisbane Lions

We went to see a friend's band play at The Tote knowing The Carlton - Brisbane Lions game started just as the band finished playing. We stayed there and got pissed; half-watching the game on a very small TV in the corner. It looked like it might be quite exciting, as far as I could tell from the other side of the room. We beat Brisbane in the final of The NAB Cup so they probably had a point to prove. Carlton were still leading when we left.

We jumped in a taxi to a pub in Northcote and watched the end of the game. People kept standing in front of the TV. We watched part of the game through a strategically placed mirror. Carlton really fecked up at the end and we lost. I didn't think we deserved to lose.


We consoled ourselves with wine and steak.

West Coast v Carlton

The game was in Perth and not showing on free-to-air TV so we went to a local pub to watch it on Foxtel.

I'm still not sure how two people could get to a pub so early (an hour and a half before the game started at 3pm) and manage to miss the 2 hour time slot for lunch. I think it involved drinking copious amounts of beer.

The game was a blur.

I booed a lot.


We lost.

Carlton v Essendon

The best game of football I have ever seen.

My first time at the MCG watching an AFL game.. This was The Rivalry Round (where apparent rivals play one another). There were 65, 000 people at the game. It was hot but I still wore my scarf.

Carlton didn't start the game well - Lance Whitnall was in poor form, all the refereeing decisions seemed to go against us and Fev hardly got near the ball. Essendon looked very strong and took an early lead. By half time we were 48 points down and facing an embarrassing defeat. Carlton then proceeded to stage the most amazing comeback in the club's history, eventually winning by three points. All our players raised their game, but Fevola's eight goals secured the win.

The atmosphere was incredible.


A truly great game.

Geelong v Carlton

We went to The Telstra Dome to watch the game, stopping to get burgers on the way. Geelong played really, really well. We seemed to be surrounded by Geelong fans, including a family in front of us (mum, dad, four young children and a baby, all wearing Geelong shirts) who were very charitable about us booing them, but slightly terrified by the boyfriend bellowing "BALL". This mild mannered man, who I have been with for five years, suddenly morphed into A Shout Bag. People stared at us! Aaaggh...

We lost, they were simply too good for Carlton. And we were quite bad. Actually, it was sort of embarrassing after a while and we may have slunk out before the match ended.

We bought pot, went home and ate Easter Eggs.

Carlton v Richmond

The first game of the season and we are in Canberra on a camping trip.

"Look! There's a pub!" I shouted; eagle-eyed as ever. "It might be showing the Carlton - Richmond game".

And it was. But Big Red's parents don't sit in pubs and drink beer. They made an exception for 45 minutes, sitting and drinking nothing while we watched the game and drank beer. Carlton were leading when we left for dinner and it wasn't until the next day that we learned they had won.

Hurrah!