Kind of a drag...

Good daye, friends.  I guess it's Wed morning where most of you are.  Hope you had a good night's sleep and are ready to hammer through the midweek hump.  Late in the day here, 19:15 as I type these syllables, in fact.  Still at the office...thumbing through the news and sending an email here or there...Virtually impossible for me to catch up on news or email during the day...pretty much wide open and full throttle from the get go of each day.  No real plan for my evening except to stop by a buddy's place for an hour or so, then eat left over bangers and mash that I made a couple days ago.  Man I love HP sauce...The UK's favorite brown sauce since 1896!  Goes great with them bangers.

Just got done listening to that 60s tune Kind of a Drag from The Buckinghams. Reminds of me driving with the windows down in the old station wagon or the Honda during the weekly summertime drive home from Grandma's with Mom...Dick Biondi spinning oldie tracks on 104.3 FM in Chi-town.  "Where the heck does this stuff come from?", you may say.  One too many bike crashes, I guess...broke more than my wrist and a few helmets apparently...seemed to have jostled something loose in my brain along the way!  On the topic of the UK, I was flabbergasted to learn that The Buckinghams were not from England, but from Chicago!  Blimey, I say!

Made it to that footy game Sunday afternoon.  Perfect weather outside.  Alfonso and I made the 20 minute hike from West Perth to the Subi Oval on foot.  Huge playing field...36 players on the field at one time...18 a side.  Constantly moving, kicking, running, bouncing.  Freo (The Freemantle Dockers) took the opening possession off the bounce and scored a goal (6 points) in the opening minute...then they proceeded to pile on a load of whoop arse for the next 99 minutes.  They routed the North Melbourne Roos by nearly 70 points.  One of the wildest parts of the match was when a few guys got in a scrap and started throwing down.  I'd say about six or seven guys were involved in the pushing and punching.  A couple guys went to the ground...all the while, the other guys were playing on as a player was lining up and kicking a goal!  No stoppage in play, no whistles, no officials went in to break it up...it was hilarious. The scuffle ended soon after the footy soared through the goal and everything went back to normal.  Pretty wild. The crowd was intense and into it the entire game.  36,000 fans packed the oval.  The Dockers poured it on until the final whistle.  After the game they played the Freo fight song and then quickly followed with AC/DC's "TNT"!  The late AC/DC front man, Bonn Scott was from Freemantle, so I guess they play a tribute song after every win.  I was probably embarrassing Alfonso to death as I rattled off "Oye...Oye" and "lock up your daughter...lock up your wife...lock up the back door and run for your life..." in my best Bonn Scott impression.  Pretty good way to close out the afternoon!  Unloaded some pictures to the link over dere ------------------------->

Well, my buddy's waiting for me, so I need to bail.  More to jot down here, but will wait til next time.  Until then, you guys take care and make it a great day.

Cheers and God bless.

Scotty