people are often surprised when i mention that i follow the football.
perhaps it’s my awkward gait or unhealthy pallor that confuses them, but nevertheless whilst i myself am far from sporty and show little interest in any other sport, i do think there is something inherently charming (and exciting) about (australian) football.
the first time my scottish boyfriend saw a game he said that it was the roughest and campest thing he had ever seen, which is a (hilariously) accurate description. i mean, this is a full-contact sport where concussions and bloody cuts are par for the course, yet the players wear the tiniest of shorts and socks pulled up to their knees, while the umpires run around backwards throwing the ball over their shoulders and wave flags like rhythmic gymnasts whenever a goal is scored.
but it is precisely this idiosyncratic old-school-ness that i find appealing. you can go to a game and see old-timers with their hand knitted scarves and thermoses standing next to families supporting the opposing team, and – for the most part – the atmosphere is inclusive and good-natured. and to be honest, whilst the game itself is (arguably) faintly ridiculous, there is something old-fashioned about it, and it’s nice to feel part of a community.
so, tomorrow is the grand final and my team is playing. melbourne pretty much shuts down on grand final day, with BBQs and parties starting early in the morning and continuing late in to the night. and i’m looking forward to doing the exact same (albeit at the pub given the awful weather forecast).
have a good weekend, and go cats!
spring loveliness from TSE. l o v e the first dress especially. truly, madly, deeply love it.