A righteous hatred…(aka Defending those who cannot defend themselves… RIP Heath Ledger 1979-2008)
Those who know me, as well as regular readers of my blog, will know by now that when I get a bug up my ass about something, I’ll unload with both barrels.
I rarely hold back.
It typically stems from being unable to understand the mentality of others, or some frustration that I’m experiencing. I typically don’t direct my hatred and anger at specific people or organisations… it’s just giving too much of myself to those I care less about than the kind of material your dog leaves behind when you take it for a walk.
So, why am I getting so wound up? Well, it’s because of narrow minded, short sighted, redneck, self serving, egotistical attention whores like the Westboro Baptist Church. Read the rest of this entry »
A reality check…
My wednesday night futsal team, Trojans, has just played their first ever B-League Grand Final.
Going into the match, I was quietly confident… I know my team mates rise to challenges and the team we were playing, we’d managed to beat in both rounds during fixtures.
But it’s funny how life never quite goes the way you planned…and how news can leave you thinking about the things that really matter. Read the rest of this entry »
Concert Review: The Police – Live in Brisbane
Just got back in from seeing The Police at Suncorp Stadium
I’m glad to say that they are as tight as ever… still proof of the whole being greater than the sum of the parts. Stewart Copeland’s drumming is as incredible as ever… as is Andy Summers virtuosity on the guitar… and Sting’s still got an amazing set of pipes (must be all that breathing from the Tantra 
).
So, with a platform of talented brilliance to start with, how is that the promoters still managed to completely cock it up? Read the rest of this entry »
International relations…
If only all international conflict could be sorted this easily…
Guess it also shows why the Nazis ultimately lost World War II.
Driving me insane. (aka Why Brisbane drivers need to wake up to themselves)
Today, it’s POURING down in my home town of Brisbane.
So… what does every ignorant half wit do when it’s raining???
They drive to work, of course, and make our city’s existing traffic situation 1000 times worse. So, they not only make the traffic situation worse, but they do it at a time when it’s inherently unsafe.
To make things worse beyond that, most people don’t give a flying rats rectum about how much they make things difficult for others so long as their lives are easier.
And maybe, just maybe, I might have an answer to this. Read the rest of this entry »
Time, gentlemen, please! (aka OK Pilgrim, it’s time to hit the trails!)
So, after a week of running, sweating and in some cases, bleeding… we’re all back at home with time to reflect on the week just gone.
Which begs the question, how do I feel?
Many words spring to mind… tired, sore, sleep deprived (ok, two words, but hey, i’ve had an average of 4hrs sleep each night, so cut a guy some slack)… but mostly, I feel a mix of relief at being home, in my own bed, seeing Laura after a long week away… and a sense of anticipation. I can’t wait until the 2009 Nationals. Read the rest of this entry »
National Championships – Day 5… Finals.
Today we’re back at the AIS. It’s the business end of the championships and the drama has not yet ended.
It seems that I’m getting a final after all… to be held at the AIS Main Arena, where all the finals take place, regardless of age group. I know that it’s only due to injury of one of the other referees, and many would consider it the ‘lowest’ appointment of the finals… the 11 Girls Final, as second referee… but I don’t care, as I’m in such a good mood from a brilliant week. Read the rest of this entry »
National Futsal Championships – Day 4
Final day of the group stages, culminating in quarter and semi finals.
I’ve woken with another headache, getting less than 4hrs sleep… again due to creaking beds, poor aircon, shocking mattress and pillow and the constant aching in my muscles from a day full of running.
Last year saw me reappointed from the Youth and Opens to go to Lyneham to ride herd on a collection of unruly, undisciplined and downright dangerous teams in the U16 boys category. This year I’m doing the same at Lyneham, except this time it’s Under 13 Boys that are risking it all in foolish incidences.
There is no game more important than another. As the saying goes, treat each match like a final, and each final like any other match. Read the rest of this entry »
National Futsal Championships – Day 3
Another 5am start… local time, of course, which given the effects of daylight savings means that it’s closer to 4am.
Today though, I’ve woken with a KILLER headache… primarily due to the combination of not getting enough sleep, caffeine withdrawals, and the terrible beds and pillows they’ve given us.
As I moved my carcass out of bed, I found myself wondering about the day ahead, and hoping upon hope that this headache would vanish and not have consequence on the day’s proceedings. Read the rest of this entry »
National Futsal Championships – Day 2
First day of competition for many of the referees here. With only 3 games last night after the opening ceremony, most of us knew that today would be the first action we’d be seeing.
So, where did I go? What age groups did I officiate? Memorable moments? Cards? Incidents? Read the rest of this entry »
