(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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[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!"