Archive for October, 2015
No ticket, no worries – part two
Friday morning… I’d been in Melbourne one night and woke up in hell. Paul and I were in the Queen Victoria Markets to buy meat for Sunday’s grand final recovery.
While ordering a much needed coffee, I spied four ladies decked out in West Coast jumpers and scarves. They looked like I felt, for different reasons.
No ticket no worries
I lived in Melbourne for the first seventeen years of my life and never went to a grand final. I did attend the MCG on grand final day from 1978 to 1980, but that was to line the boundary with hundreds of other little league kids and let helium balloons fly.
After that duty, the kids were herded off the ground and into tents outside the MCG for a pie and a Big M.
