headed off for his first father/son match on our trip to Melbourne earlier this year.
My husband is a very, very big fan of the much maligned Collingwood Football Club. The Magpies.
'What do you call a Pies fan in a suit? The defendant.' The jokes go on and on.
So the Grand Final last Saturday. 100,000 roaring fans, a nailbiting match and unbelievably a draw, 68-68.
Even more unbelievably no provision for extra time, just another Grand Final a week later. So today another 100,000 people in roaring form at the Melbourne Cricket Ground. My husband, poor man, watched it alone in Auckland pacing the room shouting at the television. I am rather glad I wasn't there.
But I am very very glad for him that they won. By rather a lot.
This is the last time I will ever mention AFL, I promise. I can't say the same for my husband.