I could probably word that better but you get what I am trying to say
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Not sure if serious?I'll be as drunk and abusive as I want, thank you. What kids need to be taught is that how you behave at the footy is not how you behave in everyday life.
My son will turn out alright!.Why be half honest? Making a ******* of yourself is bad enough, being a dead-s**t role-model to people who look up to you and wanna be like you is far worse.
Right. And you can pick and choose how you react to things that piss you off any old time. Hardly.I'll be as drunk and abusive as I want, thank you. What kids need to be taught is that how you behave at the footy is not how you behave in everyday life.
I assume that if he'd said that to you at any other time he may not have faired so well...When I passed on my condolences to the son of the deceased his response was: "Carlton are cheats".
You could have knocked me down with a feather.
I assume that if he'd said that to you at any other time he may not have faired so well...
The worst part is that I read this post from you. Oh so self righteous.Worst part of that was what your grandson witnessed.
Right. And you can pick and choose how you react to things that piss you off any old time. Hardly.
Can hardly be self-righteous after fessing up myself. The people around me, kids included would have seen a bloke deliberately and violently smashing property because he didn't like what he saw on a sporting field.The worst part is that I read this post from you. Oh so self righteous.
The best part of all this? I'm not you.
Usually I take a loss pretty well, but this game played host to what is probably my most embarrassing reaction to a loss. I'd gone to this game with my Saints supporting girlfriend of the time and my fellow Carlton supporting brother. As soon as the final siren went my brother and I stood up and said "we're going". My girlfriend pleaded with us to stay a longer so she could watch the player's get their medals and the cup, but either my brother or I had driven and were basically like "if you want a ride, you better come now", a shitty ultimatum given it was a night game at Waverley. What made my behaviour even more ungracious was that the Blues had won the flag just months earlier and she was a Saints fan for goodness sake; looking at it from a 1996 perspective, how often do they get to see premiership success? I still feel bad about all that to this day whenever I think about it. What a jerk!
Epilogue: She ain't my wife these days ...