"Mike! Where are you?"

[BoomerRoo]

Thanks to Salamander for reminding me, of this humorous true story, that happened to one very naive BoomerRoo on one of my very first trips to “The Mainland”

At the post-match celebrations at Arden St after our 1996 Premiership, I was befriended by a fellow North Melbourne fan and his lovely wife. He offered to buy me a beer, to which I replied “I’m right thanks mate, I don’t drink alcohol”. He looked at me with a strange look on his face and said “Fair enough, back in ten”. When he came back, he had 2 cans of the sponsor’s product, and said to me “Can you hang on to this for me mate, saves me going back all the time for another”. Very smart man I thought, saves him queuing up to, “No worries” I said.

This went on for a couple of hours, after a while, I noticed his wife looking at me strangely, I asked her what was up, she said “God you bloody Tasmanians can hold your beer! You’ve been going beer for beer with Mike since we got here, and you don’t even look like your smashed!” I wasn’t really sure what to say, but thought honesty was the best policy, after all, my new mate “Mike” had been drinking for the both of us for hours................... and he was well and truly trashed lol I replied to her that “I don’t drink”, and that Mike had been drinking both cans himself. The last I ever saw of Mike, was him being dragged by his #18 Guernsey, back towards the Arden St club rooms!
“Where are you Mike?”
BoomerRoo