Ozzy football and chick date.

13/08/11

After another hearty and free breakfast we set off for a proper boy’s day out- Ozzy rules football. Well I can only describe Melbourne Cricket Ground as iconic, huge and very impressive. With a capacity of 100,000 it had the potential to blow out the ear drums but with only 27,000 people it was a slightly more sedate affaire. Now having only a little experience of sports stadia I was impressed. Everything was plush, clan and well organised. The fans were not the anti-social larger louts associated with British premier league, as everyone was well behaved and whilst beer was drunk it was in moderate quantities. Having Wigan (pie eaters) ground to compare the fair with I was impressed. The pies were seconded to none even better with lashing of red sauce on top.

Ok so the game it’s self. We were fortunate enough to sit near a couple who were happy to explain the rules. The pitch being circular and having four sets of rugby style posts had us somewhat foxed. The aim it transpired was to kick the ball through the two larger poles for 6 points and though the outer smaller points for 1 point. If a player kicked the ball to another and he caught it this was spotting which essentially meant that the other players had to stand back and let him kick it on. The rules apart from that appeared to be somewhat lax. The interpretation of tackling when the player had the ball could be at best be described as loosely enforced. If you had the ball were about to get the ball or had just had the ball you were fair game for a tackle, push or shove. Jumping on another players back leading with your knee also appeared to be fair game. In essence it was more brutal than normal football but not quite as brutal as good old Rugby.

After the match we headed back to the accommodation where we continued operation FIND CHICK A DATE. Two days previously chicken had been talking with two ladies from the UK. That morning we had spent time trying to catch the eye of the ladies in question in order to engineer a date for chicken. The necessity being that A) he like them and B) James and I were going out for a romantic meal for two that evening. The mornings operation had failed to garner a night out so undeterred Chick had James post a note though there door which said the effect of “Geordie seeks a night out want to come play?’ Well the note worked and Chicken had a night out with not one but two stunners and we had our nice meal for two.