Tuesday, November 6, 2007

my homework or 'How I celebrated Australia's Ashes and World Cup victories'

It was a hot January day ... the 5th, I think it was, as I recall mentioning that it was the anniversary of the collapse of the Tasman Bridge to my big sister. Anyway, my bm Roogirl and I exchanged a few txt messages, imploring Kevin Pietersen (a native South African) to leave the general area (but in fewer words) and mentioning the numbers 5 and 0 quite often!

Now, I'm not usually impulsive, and do like to plan my time, but this victory annihilation was well worth a spur of the moment acceptance of an invitation from Roogirl to dinner at their favourite Italian restaurant in Wantirna.

It was too warm for red wine, and I couldn't manage to drink a whole bottle of champagne on my own, so I did the Kath & Kim thing and picked up a 3 pack of piccolos at the local bottle shop. Pasta, champagne, smiling and laughing with great company and just to top it off, we walked to the local McDonalds for a sundae. I'm sure I completely embarrassed my nephew (who was on duty) in my joyous state, but then again, once he has seen me sing ABBA, Barry Manilow AND Donny Osmond, there's not many more layers of embarrassment!

I'm well aware that Australia regained the Ashes on a warm December day in Perth, just before Christmas, however the redemption (to use the words of Ricky Ponting) wasn't complete until the score was 5-0!

The World Cup? As previously mentioned, I was in the air between London and Hong Kong during the match, and it was again Roogirl to the rescue with a text message. My celebration? (remembering that it was one-day cricket, not the real thing) was a quiet smiling satisfaction watching Hong Kong wake up and then I indulged in a champagne at the pointy end once I was on board again (I sense a theme).

Thanks to the Australian cricket team for such great memories, thanks to my bm Roogirl for my homework, and my apologies for not collecting my intended birthday present at Borders. Let's face it, they're just like the poms... too f'ing slow!

1 comment:

roogirl said...

As my best mate the Jane Austen/Sports tragic has said, if Borders had not been so f’ing slow, we both could have purchased our copies of the Ricky Ponting 2007 Captain’s Diary from there and entered their competition to win a Ricky Ponting autographed bat by stating in no more that 50 words how we celebrated Australia’s Ashes and World Cup victories.

Regrettably being impatient, we purchased elsewhere and are left with her blog as our substitute for a real competition.

My entry would have been “I got pissed after the Ashes and went to Dog School after the World Cup.”

Here is the long version.

I celebrated the FIVE – NIL victory by inviting my BM to join us for a celebratory meal at a fine Italian place called Gino’s where I consumed a stubbie of Carlsberg Elephant beer. For the uninitiated this is 7.2% alcohol content. This was followed by another if I remember correctly which resulted in my becoming pissed! We adjourned to a nearby Macca’s and proceeded to embarrass my BM’s nephew.

As for the World Cup I do not have a job that involves flying overseas “First Class” so I went to bed early with a TV placed in my bedroom for the special occasion. I awoke to my alarm at 3.30am and quickly deduced that there had been a rain delay and had the pleasure of seeing a fair amount of Gilly’s innings.

The debacle that was the end of the match was completed perilously close to the commencement time of Dog Obedience class so the good news was txt’d to my BM who was still airborne and relayed verbally to my fellow dog handlers.

Unlike the Ashes, no alcohol was involved this time!

Once again that Ashes win was FIVE – NIL, a number always a favourite of mine but now also my best mates as it will be adorning the Navy Blue guernsey of Chris Judd next year!