Aussie Rules!
Posted: Tue May 27, 2014 11:17 am
Ohmygawd, it’s SOO time again, and that’s SOOOOOOO boring, so here’s a little tribute to the local product:
Aussie Rules!
There’s nothing much in Rugby League,
and Union gives me eye-fatigue,
with goose-steps, tackles, scrums and packs...
a cure for all insomniacs!
Yes, just like soccer, it’s a bore
where no-one ever seems to score…
just charging left, then charging right,
and thumping anyone in sight.
It’s wrestling on the move, that’s all,
with blokes who’ve learnt to catch a ball,
but that’s about their only trick,
for none of ’em know how to kick!
To call it footy’s just plain mad…
it’s more like “chucky”, it’s so bad.
Run up and back, then try again
to pass it backwards…what a pain!
A metre here, two metres there,
more stop than start, more flop than flair.
For Pete’s sake give the game some zing,
and make ’em kick the bloody thing!
And as for State of Origin,
well, who cares which of ’em might win?
Though if I need to go to sleep,
it’s twice as good as counting sheep!
No, rugby’s just a game of catch
which Aussie Rules can more than match,
a sport that was created here,
not pinched from far-off Warwickshire.
So when it comes to footy’s pride
there’s only one that’s qualified,
a game of spectacle and skill
that rules the land, and always will!
So here’s to footy’s one true king,
the game that makes the angels sing,
and come September all with rise
to shout as one: “Yeah, carna Pies!”
© David C. 27/05/14
Aussie Rules!
There’s nothing much in Rugby League,
and Union gives me eye-fatigue,
with goose-steps, tackles, scrums and packs...
a cure for all insomniacs!
Yes, just like soccer, it’s a bore
where no-one ever seems to score…
just charging left, then charging right,
and thumping anyone in sight.
It’s wrestling on the move, that’s all,
with blokes who’ve learnt to catch a ball,
but that’s about their only trick,
for none of ’em know how to kick!
To call it footy’s just plain mad…
it’s more like “chucky”, it’s so bad.
Run up and back, then try again
to pass it backwards…what a pain!
A metre here, two metres there,
more stop than start, more flop than flair.
For Pete’s sake give the game some zing,
and make ’em kick the bloody thing!
And as for State of Origin,
well, who cares which of ’em might win?
Though if I need to go to sleep,
it’s twice as good as counting sheep!
No, rugby’s just a game of catch
which Aussie Rules can more than match,
a sport that was created here,
not pinched from far-off Warwickshire.
So when it comes to footy’s pride
there’s only one that’s qualified,
a game of spectacle and skill
that rules the land, and always will!
So here’s to footy’s one true king,
the game that makes the angels sing,
and come September all with rise
to shout as one: “Yeah, carna Pies!”
© David C. 27/05/14