Saturday arvo, I went with some chicks and blokes and walked full tit through the big smoke to watch some footie. The All Blacks (New Zealand) were playing the dodgy Wallabies (Australia) so we skulled some plonk and Steinies with other scarfies and headed into the stadium. The place was chocka-a-block and although our seats were a little far from the pitch, we could still see the scrums, mauls and rucks clear as. After the AB’s crushed the knackered Aussies, we put on our jumpers and skited the entire walk home. The whole experience was good-as-gold… just as much fun as gridiron.
And yes, that is English...sort of.