Thursday, 29 November 2007

The Becks Show comes to town

Rejoice! Movember is over so we can get back to nice normal posts about Dave and Chris at the beach and the symphony and whatnot.

The last bloggable act of Movember was the fantastical spectacle that was David Beckham coming to Australia to play a game of football. The way the country went bonkers about him though you'd think his presence alone could have ended the 7-year drought and gave Kevin Rudd some charisma. Mind you it was an exceptionally wet November...

We got tickets for the game along with 80,000 other people. Sydney FCs average crowds - around 10,000. Anyways the game was, to most peoples surprise, a bit of a show-piece. 8 goals were scored including a trademark 'bender'(not my words) from Becks. The prevailing attitude about 'socca' among Aussies is much like that of the yanks.

Our seats were near The Cove where the Sydney FC hardcore sit. To their credit they all sang their hearts out even though some of there original songs were, in all fairness, shit.

There were loads of moustaches on show on the night, Movember was well observed among the footy attending crowd. Incidentally 95,000 people took part in Movember this year raising in the region of $10m for mens health issues. Well done to everybody especially the kind folks back home who sponsored Dave.


Massive inflatable hands are fun

So many comedic uses!

Goal Syders! Almost all action down other end 1st half

Apart from this little beauty. A Bender from Becks TM

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3 comments:

Unknown said...

Picking your nose while wearing inflatable gloves is not an Olympic event is it? I know Setanta Sports have bought the rights to show it but it'll be a while before it catches on Chris so you don't need to practice.

David's Dad said...

Some stadium and at least you got to see a right few goals. Not like at Old Trafford, eh David?

Dave said...

My mind, of course, went back to that afternoon Dad. The highlight of the goal-front action was Becks hitting the post from my memory. Still a great trip though. Who could forget the drunken Norwegians singing 'ooo laa laa laa keano' in the hotel bar.