The last Saturday in September is AFL Grand Final Day!
Arguably one of the most important events on the Australian Sporting Calendar (sorry Sydney, I think there’s more interest in the AFL GF than in your NRL match). Even though there were no Melbourne teams in the GF this year, it is the sacred duty of Melburnians to reserve this afternoon to watch the match. Roads are deserted, shopping centres echo.
So Allan and I, accompanied by a bottle of champagne and a punnet of strawberries, headed off to the banks of the Yarra to enjoy a peaceful, tranquil afternoon with the trannie tuned into some classical music and nary a football in sight.
It was an idyllic Spring day. We had the place to ourselves. The sun was filtering through the tree branches. The river was pouring out of the Evelyn Tunnel and over the rapids to slow to a gentle crawl on its meandering way to Port Phillip Bay. The birds were chattering away and making sorties to our blanket to check out what food might be in the offing and the dragonflies were skimming across the top of the water.
Perfect! It was the best Grand Final I never watched.
Oh, and West Coast Eagles won by a point.
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I’m glad you had a fun day. It sounds interesting!
LOL Very funny! Love your non-footie experience (AND another music post Karen!!) I’m usually scrapping on my computer when the boys are watching the footie. I watched the NRL Grand Final last night though, cause I had no choice, we were at someone else’s place and I had no computer ! LOL I actually fell asleep 10 minutes before the end, can you believe it? LOL