Almost, But Not Quite, A Very Good Day

That was a Douglas Adams quote, for all those who didn't recognise it. Which is probably most of you. Anyway. The point is that it was almost a really awesome day. Late post, by the way. Of course. The whole 'no blogging on Friday' and 'goddamn History assignment on Thursday' really threw off my schedule. So expect a late post for Sunday. Maybe.

I woke up at quarter to bloody 6, and then took an hour to get back to sleep. Luckily, I actually did get back to sleep, and woke up around 7:45. Before my brother's footy game, I finished off Thursday's post (yeah). At the ground, I traded with a kid on my brother's team, Billy (who will be making another appearance in this post shortly). I then staked my claim for the boundary side (not on the far side, for obvious reasons). When it was time for the game, my brother's opposition were short one, so the coach gave them Billy (told you). I swear, Billy will represent something sporty an adult. He kicks almighty ass in AFL (as you'll see). And he's a black belt. Of course.

I won't provide a play by play summary of the game, but I'll give a gist of the game. In Quarter 1 there was no score. At all. By either team. The quarter went something like: Kick to Tigers half-forward line. Billy (playing for the opposition, Ingleburn) marks it and kicks it to the centre. Ingleburn centres relay it to the forward line, who can't do a thing. Tigers take the ball and get it to their half-forward line. And so on and so forth for the whole quarter. Which was annoying for me, as I had to run back and forth for the whole time. Quarter 2, the Tigers found a way to combat Billy: Kick it away from him. And even that didn't work half the time. Quarter 3 they took Billy back, and the defence he provided quickly became an attack. Suffice to say by the end of the game they won by 50-something points. They could have won by over 60, but they ain't perfect.

After the game, I went to the canteen (mmm, sausage roll and tomato sauce...). At home, I packed for my grandparents' house, and we set off. There, I played some DS, as well as played a game of chess with my brother. I'm not great at chess, and I ended up surrendering after a play backfired on me and I had to backpedal as fast as I could. Bugger. I then went on my laptop, as well as watched TV. We watched 'Monty Python Live at the Hollywood Bowl,' (it never gets old), and my brother wanted to watch Blackadder. I've said it before and I'll say it again: no comedy beats British comedy. So for the rest of the night, that's what I did, as well as posting about Friday. But I didn't get to post about Saturday, so here I am.

And that was my day. As you can see, it was a pretty good day, but it could have been a little better. Still, no day's perfect.

I'm catching up with my schedule,
AB