Thanks for visiting The Lounge today, on this blue day for us Blues supporters.
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I’ve just returned from the State of Origin, my first ever Decider match. I donned a blue wig and T-shirt and sat in the Blatchy’s Blues area with 14000 other NSW supporters. It was loud and fun, exactly how game day should be. If you’re a footy fan, I’d recommend shelling out the cash for a State of Origin match, at least once.
However, as usual, no night out would be complete without the one or two dickheads who ruin it for the rest of us…
I saw three fights break out. Three. These were fights between adults supporting the same team at a game they bothered to travel to, after paying at least $110. I don’t know who they were, they weren’t wearing the blue wigs like the rest of the cool people. They were just idiots. How pathetic are people? Boo #1.
The vocal, young guy I was sitting next to was the perfect gentleman, apologising in advance for the noise he was going to make when the game started. That was OK. What was not OK was his elbow in my jaw when NSW scored their try. He was so excited, he didn’t even notice. Now my jaw is clicking when I move it. Boo #2.
Another adult who, from my spot up in the nosebleeds, looked as though he was dressed up in a lion onesie (but actually turned out to be completely naked), streaked across the field. Funny but grow up. Enjoy paying your fine. Boo #3.
There were a few names that I actually stood there and thought about, while waiting for my $10.30 hot chips and water (which is Boo #4, by the way). Referee, Shayne Hayne, Queenslander, Cooper Cronk and NSW player Boyd Cordner. What the actual? When I named my kids, the first thing I thought about was eliminating the silly name possibilities against my exceptionally long Greek surname. Shayne Hayne? I’m calling it. Boo #5.
Which brings me to Boo #6. This week’s theme, barbecues.
Man is the BBQ expert of the South. He does a very good job, it goes without saying. We’ve had many a return visitor at Casa de Robo for our Greek style barbecues.
I don’t doubt that there is a certain level of skill associated with cooking meat. There are lots of variables – the fire strength, the charcoal, the fat, the type of meat…
But we all know that cooking is the glory job. My argument is that the hard work is in the barbecue preparation. Most of the magic happens in the kitchen, well before the meat hits the grill.
Not only do I buy the best meat I can afford. I trim it, wash it, marinate it in a special secret recipe and take it out to the barbie. I wash all the vegetables and make a salad. I put together other condiments such as cheese platters and home made dips. I take all the plates, cups, cutlery and drinks out to the barbecue area and then I’m the one bringing everything back into the house.
Why can’t Man help?
He cooked the Barbecue.
Of course.
That aside, the old BBQ is a firm favourite. It starts out as a regular barbie which then turns into a good old feral, redneck style event where we build a fire and the kids get to chuck in sticks. Aside from the awesome food, at our place, a fire is the grand finale to a good barbecue.
Our burnt little Weber has seen a few too many Robostyle bonfires.
Do you BBQ?
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Robo X
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
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July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
Not really much of a footy fan AT ALL. In a house full of males. Save me. Can’t believe those names!
Your bbq’s sound AMAZING. We rarely even bother having them. How can we call ourselves bogans??
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
Come on! It should be YOU doing a bogan post like this one! No backyard fire… You disappoint me 😉
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
Sorry about the football result. If it is any consolation, most Queenslanders are acutely aware that it is the final days of the empire and that the Maroons will be conquered very very soon. That said, if Greg Bird can’t dodge a naked guy who is pinned to the ground, how is NSW going to get past our defence?
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
I couldn’t agree more. Fingers crossed for next year!
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
Must admit I’m not a footy fan, so I was watching anything but that on TV last night but the streaker news was everywhere this morning! Your fire finale sounds like every kid’s dream. Our bbq is a very conservative, enclosed gas affair – no fun at all for sticks!
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
Ahhh you miss out. But cooking and eating outside is fun regardless.
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
We BBQ often in the summer so we can eat outside in the nice weather. I didn’t watch the footy *gasp* as the years go on, I’m becoming more and more disillusioned with the rugby league machine. I heard about the stripper, I can’t imagine him being a very fast runner… Lol
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
Apparently he ran 95 metres which leaves alot to be said for adrenaline. Moron. 😉
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
so true about cooking being enough for men to do – perish the thought they wipe a plate clean of an onion ring – the key to a great bbq – throwaway plates!
GO QUEENSLAND xxxx
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
So true. I have a statsh of those when I well and truly cannot be bovvered. 😉
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
Ugh FOOTY! I remain ambivalent about it, tending towards the downright disinterested.
The highlight was that crazy streaker. That photo of him is the ACTUAL funniest thing EVAH. I mean. WHAT WAS HE LIKE?
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
He was exactly what you can see. He’s a whole lotta man. 😉
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
QUEENSLANDER!!
Now that I have that out of my system…I really hate bad sportsmanship. It can really ruin the atmosphere.
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
Yeah whatever. Bad sports suck, don’t they? 😉
July 18th, 2013 at 20:51
I rather like streakers. They are just so bloody bizarre. I mean, what’s the bloody point? I do like me a bit of mental 🙂
July 20th, 2013 at 20:51
Me too Al. I am FASCINATED by their inflated sense of their “goods and services”. I’ve seen a few pictures and clearly his missus (if he has one) has long realised that she drew the “short straw” in a certain arena 😉
July 21st, 2013 at 20:51
Haha! Yes, this one was shared on Twitter, so thanks again, Twitter! What he misses out on in the, ahem, physical department, he more than makes up for in self confidence!
July 19th, 2013 at 20:51
It was a bloody long trip home on the bus after that loss! 😦 But it was my first decider too!! Last time we went was 2000 where NSW had already won the first two games and the third was a dead rubber, but it was awesome. They were the good old days when we could win a series! 😦
August 17th, 2013 at 20:51
There’s always next year….
July 19th, 2013 at 20:51
I saw a full frontal of that streaker yesterday. I’m not claiming to be a todger expert, but I think he should seek medical attention.
July 20th, 2013 at 20:51
I agree that the magic happens in the kitchen, but try telling them that! Brook always slumps in a chair with the look of a well satisfied man post BBQ, and I wouldn’t have a hope of getting any help on the clean-up front.