weekends are reserved for aussie rules football on abc asia pacific. watch it! awesome game, i mean it in both the surfer dude way and in the god almighty way. 36 or so extremely fit men in stupid socks running around on an oval field doing whatever needs to be done to score a goal (yes, hands, yes, heads, yes, using the opponent's torso as a launching pad to get great height). i think the only way a player is allowed to leave the field is if he's missing a limb suddenly. actually there is something called "the blood rule" which requires a player to leave the field if there's any dripping blood. but concussions seem to be okay. and vomiting's okay too. lots of crazy homoerotic rubdowns on the sidelines. i'm a little bummed that they made the referees get rid of their crazy polo shirt, slacks, and porkpie hat getups, it was like a host of frank sinatra: the palm springs years impersonators running the show.

if football (soccer) is the beautiful game, then surely aussie rules football is the hot, sweaty, heaving, dirty dirty game. the kind you don't take home to mother.

oh yeah, i support collingwood, which of course is the last team on the premiership ladder. typical. go magpies, whoo.