(I barrack for whichever team has the nicest uniforms.)

[deird_lj]

I really do live in the wrong town.


All around me, people are discussing the footy, the soccer, the latest... err... other game that people play...

See - I'm so un-sporty that I don't even know what other sport they'd be discussing at this time of year. And yet, I live in Melbourne. Melbourne where "Who do you barrack for?" is a standard question the first time you meet someone.


Somewhere in the world, there must be a town where people don't care about sport - but get into extremely passionate discussions of novels over the morning coffee. And someday, I'm going to go live there.

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Barrack

[1c2k3p4p5c.livejournal.com]

Check out international differences in the term "to barrack".

[glorious-pancake-morning.blogspot.com (from livejournal.com)]

Right there with ya. I don't understand the concept of barracking for teams anyway. I don't know any of them, they represent a town that isn't my town, physically the only difference between them and the other teams is the colour of their jerseys.
It seems utterly arbitrary to me.
"Ooh, he's runnin'-"
"Now he's kickin'-"
"He's lost the ball-"
"Ooh, he's got the ball back-"
"He passes it-"
"NO YOU FOOL, NOT TO HIM, HE'S WEARING BLUE!"

[velvetwhip.livejournal.com]

Sadly, I don't live there either. I live in a town where even the LIBRARIANS are ignorant yokels. How ignorant? I asked once about the possibility of someday being able to borrow ebooks and she said they could not afford to buy ebook readers to loan to people. *headdesk*


Gabrielle...who apparently is the only person in town who owns an ereader or knows that you can read ebooks on iPods, iPhones, computers...

[empresspatti.livejournal.com]

I tell everyone that I don't chase balls or frisbees.

Also - I'll be interested in football (of any kind) when they play naked. Till then, no thanks.

[lavastar.livejournal.com]

When I first saw that, even though it's obviously a different spelling, I was like, "Huh? Why is she talking about Barack Obama?" Barrack is such an unusual word here - you use it to say, like, military barracks.

And sports are silly, I would live in this town with you.

[owenthurman.livejournal.com]

In America we don't barrack for teams; that's what we call the president.

Instead we root for our favorite team. I think it's a much more pleasant and romantic way to express our support, especially when done with a partner.

[mauvedragon.livejournal.com]

Oh don't worry I have about the same level of disinterest. My dad says he goes for square football.

[angearia.livejournal.com]

Somewhere in the world, there must be a town where people don't care about sport - but get into extremely passionate discussions of novels over the morning coffee. And someday, I'm going to go live there.

I think we need to found the town first. Or conquer a town and enforce new social rules. ;-)

[jl-in-the-lane.livejournal.com]

Somewhere in the world, there must be a town where people don't care about sport - but get into extremely passionate discussions of novels over the morning coffee. And someday, I'm going to go live there.

Isn't Paris supposed to be like that? Or is that philosophy?

Or extremely passionate discussions of coffee over the morning novel?

Or extremely passionate novels discussing the morning coffee?

Or extremely passionate coffees over the morning discussion?

*can go on like this*

[speakr2customrs.livejournal.com]

There are three towns like that. Hay-on-Wye, Powys, on the Welsh-English border; Sedbergh, Cumbria; and Wigtown, Dumfries & Galloway, Scotland.

Edit: I originally said that Hay-on-Wye is in Hertfordshire, England, but then I found out that it's really in Wales. For some strange administrative reason it has a postal address in Herefordshire (not Hertfordshire!), England.

[gillo]

I know just what you mean. I worked for over twelve years at an all-girls' school. My colleagues there were almost all female, intelligent and civilised. Then I moved area and school to a place where the only topics of conversation were rugby and football in winter, cricket in summer. It took me a

long

time to adjust!

This is why we have LJ...

[padparadscha.livejournal.com]

Interestingly, this was a source of bafflement for me in, of all things, the HARRY POTTER books. I would totally be the Ravenclaw who had no idea how our house was doing and would look forward to Quidditch game DAYS because I'd have the common room to myself, and I would dread the game NIGHTS because everyone would be loud and rowdy. I was amazed that in this school there were no such students.