It was a fantastic opportunity to experience a different culture and wear my new cape.
That’s how I arrived at my decision to go along to a football game. I’d never seen a professional sporting event before and I had poor to moderate expectations.
NRL is a sport where large men run around on a field and push each other to the ground while trying to get a ball over a line and through some poles. It’s pretty weird.
The Canberra team are raiders which are kind of like vikings and the St George team are dragons. I prefer vikings and dragons out of a sporting context. I assumed they were natural enemies because I had seen that DreamWorks film How to Train Your Dragon. I also know vikings and dragons have it in them to put their differences aside and peacefully coexist to a heartwarming effect.
There were some decent moments: a stranger letting me in for free was a nice way to start the evening and welcome me to this world of sporting fanaticism, I learned some of the rules of the game and I was home in time to watch Q&A.
But I would like to provide some constructive criticism to sports enthusiasts and venues:
- Get a roof.
- And a larger variety of vegetarian options.
- And some cider. Where will I get my fruit/veg intake from if I don’t have a veggie burger or a nutritious, apple-filled Magners?
- I think you should indulge the arts during your halftime show. A band or some interpretive dance would work nicely.
- Provide a winter uniform for your cheerleaders. Beanies and scarves are adorable.