It's Grand Final Day. Something akin to the American Superbowl I suppose. This afternoon there will no doubt be armchair critics informing their teams of what they should be doing. We've a supporter from each team in our house....that could be interesting. I keep telling Miss Sunshine that it is socially unacceptable to barrack for Collingwood, to which she rolls her 15yo eyes and tells me I'm not nice. But I'm right.
We're keeping our little Mr Busy at home to continue his slow recovery and Dh will watch the game with the kids rather than joining others at church to watch it all on a big screen. Me...I'll be preparing for the second storm - Miss Mischief's birthday next week. The halls of shopping centres around the city will be void of people so I'm going to enjoy some birthday shopping in peace and in the process avoid an afternoon of football. Sounds like a good compromise to me!
3 comments:
Um, grand final to what? Soccer? Football? Cricket? Translate!
We're in the baseball playoffs here. Lots of fun for us baseball fans, who think we know more than the coaches and the umpires combined.
xofrances
Grand final of Australian Rules Football. It is THE game in Victoria.
Ah, thanks for the translation!
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