Now seriously you don't have to be a cricket fan to enjoy the Boxing Day test at the MCG.
It is a brilliant day out and I defy anyone not to be swept up by the fun, goodwill, humour and excitement.
The train into the city was packed. Grandfathers, fathers and sons, generations of families come together once more to enjoy a great tradition here in Melbourne. Plenty of mums and Grandmas too!
We were joined by our friend Simon.
Even the walk to the ground was exciting, throngs of people striding purposefully and the buzz of excitement crackled among us like electricity.
It was a very hot day.
The first beer was consumed at 10.45.
The boys packed away plenty more thereafter.
Australia were on form bowling Sri-Lanka all out for 150 runs.
The crowd was in party mood.
By 3pm I left the boys to it. So they could be boys and heckle and banter and of course drink more beer.
I had a little boy back home I needed to attend to.
I finally received a slurry message that the boys were on their way home at about 6.30pm.
Then I got another one to say they were in the pub!
I got myself round there and rescued Simon (who looked more Aussie than an Aussie!) from an extremely drunk punter.
Finally we all got home.
The BBQ was lit and much silliness ensued.
Including lots of singing (badly) and lots of dancing (even worse).
All in all it was a FANTASTIC day and Hubster albeit a rather wobbly chef, rustled up some great tucker for us all.
So Howzat for a great boxing day to remember.
It is a brilliant day out and I defy anyone not to be swept up by the fun, goodwill, humour and excitement.
The train into the city was packed. Grandfathers, fathers and sons, generations of families come together once more to enjoy a great tradition here in Melbourne. Plenty of mums and Grandmas too!
We were joined by our friend Simon.
Even the walk to the ground was exciting, throngs of people striding purposefully and the buzz of excitement crackled among us like electricity.
It was a very hot day.
The first beer was consumed at 10.45.
The boys packed away plenty more thereafter.
Australia were on form bowling Sri-Lanka all out for 150 runs.
The crowd was in party mood.
By 3pm I left the boys to it. So they could be boys and heckle and banter and of course drink more beer.
I had a little boy back home I needed to attend to.
I finally received a slurry message that the boys were on their way home at about 6.30pm.
Then I got another one to say they were in the pub!
I got myself round there and rescued Simon (who looked more Aussie than an Aussie!) from an extremely drunk punter.
The BBQ was lit and much silliness ensued.
Including lots of singing (badly) and lots of dancing (even worse).
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| "Take that camera out of my face!" says Hubster. |
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| "Really? You saying I look silly?" |
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| Hubster belting out "Watching the Detectives" by Elvis Costello |
So Howzat for a great boxing day to remember.
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