Proper Gander
Owl whisperer and secret agent
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I feel as though there are about a billion threads about things people hate about Footy and the league. I felt like a change so thought I might make a thread for good things that you enjoy about the game.
I love the banners. There is something so enjoyably daggy about a professional league opening the match with players running through bits of plastic sewn together by volunteers. The worse the terrible puns and rhymes the better. Extra marks to a really good misspell. American sports can have their cheerleaders and pop stars and wardrobe malfunctions but I like the banner thing. Gives the day a nice community feel.
Hats off to the cheer squads. It’s hard not to admire the courage or serious lunacy that creates a group of grown adults comfortable in looking that silly. I don’t think I could do it myself right now, but I’m putting it on my list for things to join when I get old and crazy, along with a book club or a local chapter of neighbourhood watch. That silver-coloured cat person is breathtaking in madness. It’s great.
Enjoy listening on the radio sometimes during a car trip. Some of the callers are really good. Can’t be easy to create a picture of such a complex game, and the special comments are more likely to see the funny side then the Foxtel guys. Besides I figure it’s good preparation if I go blind someday.
I adore the MCG. Nothing like enjoying a quiet pint in a Richmond pub watching the bar fill up with people in team scarfs. Ratty jacket player badge collectors get extra respect. Then you join in the ritual march across Yarra park on a nice sunny day.
I like reading the record from beginning to end, even the boring bits listing player heights of no interest to me of an opposition team. The best bit is that cute side column with a player asked dumb questions like Xbox or PlayStation and what is your favourite chocolate bar.
My favourite bit is shouting baaaaaaaaaalllll through the game - especially at random points that have nothing to do with a tackle. Or yell “kick the goal son” 2 seconds after a centre clearance.
Obviously love a really good power forward, a great hanger, freak goal etc. I love the feeling of getting an unexpected win when your team has been crap for years and the glow that follows me around for days afterwards.
Love watching finals. For a start I’m almost always going to be a neutral supporter which is relaxing and you can just enjoy the standard of play, the frenetic desperation and the drama knowing that it’s a knockout game for at least one team. It’s also great to watch one of those games where a great player has one of those freak games sprinkled in fairy dust and I know I can bore people for decades with “I was there then” anecdotes.
I also love those individual sauce packets with two plastic halves that you press together and it squirts on a pie so nicely.
I love the banners. There is something so enjoyably daggy about a professional league opening the match with players running through bits of plastic sewn together by volunteers. The worse the terrible puns and rhymes the better. Extra marks to a really good misspell. American sports can have their cheerleaders and pop stars and wardrobe malfunctions but I like the banner thing. Gives the day a nice community feel.
Hats off to the cheer squads. It’s hard not to admire the courage or serious lunacy that creates a group of grown adults comfortable in looking that silly. I don’t think I could do it myself right now, but I’m putting it on my list for things to join when I get old and crazy, along with a book club or a local chapter of neighbourhood watch. That silver-coloured cat person is breathtaking in madness. It’s great.
Enjoy listening on the radio sometimes during a car trip. Some of the callers are really good. Can’t be easy to create a picture of such a complex game, and the special comments are more likely to see the funny side then the Foxtel guys. Besides I figure it’s good preparation if I go blind someday.
I adore the MCG. Nothing like enjoying a quiet pint in a Richmond pub watching the bar fill up with people in team scarfs. Ratty jacket player badge collectors get extra respect. Then you join in the ritual march across Yarra park on a nice sunny day.
I like reading the record from beginning to end, even the boring bits listing player heights of no interest to me of an opposition team. The best bit is that cute side column with a player asked dumb questions like Xbox or PlayStation and what is your favourite chocolate bar.
My favourite bit is shouting baaaaaaaaaalllll through the game - especially at random points that have nothing to do with a tackle. Or yell “kick the goal son” 2 seconds after a centre clearance.
Obviously love a really good power forward, a great hanger, freak goal etc. I love the feeling of getting an unexpected win when your team has been crap for years and the glow that follows me around for days afterwards.
Love watching finals. For a start I’m almost always going to be a neutral supporter which is relaxing and you can just enjoy the standard of play, the frenetic desperation and the drama knowing that it’s a knockout game for at least one team. It’s also great to watch one of those games where a great player has one of those freak games sprinkled in fairy dust and I know I can bore people for decades with “I was there then” anecdotes.
I also love those individual sauce packets with two plastic halves that you press together and it squirts on a pie so nicely.
