Ok…um…so…that’s the end of Le Tour.
I feel the following picture sums up my reaction perfectly.
I feel the following picture sums up my reaction perfectly.
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What am I supposed to do between
10:30pm and 2am from now on? Semi-nocturnality suited me just fine.
Let’s not be ridiculous, I don’t want
anyone suggesting I watch the Ashes. That’s too hard at the moment.
Made harder by the fact that I’d be going
from Australians overachieving in the cycling (team Greenedge), to Australians
underachieving (and that’s putting it lightly) in the cricket.
I already have to put up with constant
barbs from English relatives. So if I don’t watch the methodical decapitation
of our proud cricketing history at least I can claim ignorance to the
situation.
Please don’t be too quick to judge me on
this. Bear in mind that I’m a Melbourne Demons supporter (AFL) so I’m carrying
serious supporter baggage. I still go to most home games despite feeling like I’m
witness to team genocide every time. Pack the cricketers into that and we’re bursting
at the seams.
Hang on a second…
Wait a minute…
What’s this? A headline to shred all
doubts.
Yay, Mr Cricket’s positive, I can be too.
Ok, yes, I’ll do it, I’ll take on another losing team. I’m well practiced in
the area. This should be good. And if it’s not, it’s just over a month til the
Vuelta a España starts (cycling’s 3rd Grand Tour).
Notice how I managed to finish on a cycling
thought after veering wildly into cricket territory? For many, those two
subjects would be more excruciating than fishing without bait...which I assume's pretty shit.
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