football

I’m not sure I was really on the ball today. Well thought-through logic was conspicuous by its absence.

I refer, in this case, to my decision to avoid the football crowds in the city by running to the tan, via the MCG. Not so clever, in retrospect.

Still, what’s done is done. In the end there didn’t seem to be so many people there, other than a couple of over-excited Geelong fans getting a head start on boozing and about a million fancy-shmancy tents spread all over the joint.

Since when do we allow all of East Melbourne to be turned into a gigantic version of the Melbourne Cup birdcage? Isn’t football about cold pies, warm beer and shouting “Ball” at complete strangers?

It was last-time I went. Then again, that was 1984: Hawthorn v Geelong at VFL park/Waverly.

Perhaps I’m losing my touch.

Running
13k worth this lunch-time. Fairly easily paced. Just a few more training sessions to go until the big one.

Team Samsung
Where is my shirt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(getting a little stressed, can you tell?