Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Brownlow
The Brownlow Medal count happened last night. The Brownlow Medal is awarded to the fairest and best player in the Australian Football League, and is televised almost live in Western Australia. To the uninitiated, it goes a little something like this:
1. Players arrive with model girlfriends. Players say something like "geez mate I feel like a dickhead in this tux" while girlfriends' frocks are commented on.
2. A SEEMINGLY NON-STOP ORGY OF MATHEMATICAL EXCITEMENT, where numbers are read out and added to other numbers.
3. Winner announced and is awared tiny medal. Winner says something like "geez mate I feel like a dickhead in this tux" while commentators wax lyrical on his eloquence.
So there you have it; kind of like the Eurovision song contest without the songs. Maybe next year they could invite Terry Wogan..
1. Players arrive with model girlfriends. Players say something like "geez mate I feel like a dickhead in this tux" while girlfriends' frocks are commented on.
2. A SEEMINGLY NON-STOP ORGY OF MATHEMATICAL EXCITEMENT, where numbers are read out and added to other numbers.
3. Winner announced and is awared tiny medal. Winner says something like "geez mate I feel like a dickhead in this tux" while commentators wax lyrical on his eloquence.
So there you have it; kind of like the Eurovision song contest without the songs. Maybe next year they could invite Terry Wogan..
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Inviting Terry Wogan is the single most brilliant idea I've heard today. There was enough semiotic material (and product) in Shane Crawford's hair alone to keep him going for an hour.
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