Yesterday in Melbourne two men with jackets off, ties loose, sleeve rolled up and brows furrowed were hunkered down over a coffee table compiling a list of "possibles" ...
- Kids with streamers.
- Kids with flags.
- Kids with balls.
- Kids with sticks.
- Kids with kids.
- Inflatable toys.
- The Lloydy.
- The Dipper.
- The Hirdy.
- The ... other one.
- The sprint.
- The Batmobile.
- The Sun Kick.
- The lady who didn't know the national anthem.
- Slim Dusty.
- The Batmobile.
- Angry Anderson.
- John Farnham.
- Julie Anthony.
- John Williamson.
- The giant cigarette packet from the rugby.
- The Grim Reaper Singers.
- Billy Idol.
- .... Millsy.
- Guy Sebastian.
- The Fat kid from Hey Dad.
- Nudge.
- Kath & Kim.
- Piffy the bell ringer.
- Lleyton and Bex.
Slim Dusty.Peter Allen.More kids.
"Phew. Let's have some lunch, Ben. And turn on the TV, I think that American gridiron Superbowl grand final is on today. Let's see what they do for entertainment."
Buckley turned it on just in time to watch Paul McCartney's rip through Drive My Car, Get Back, Live And Let Die and Hey Jude. Perfect for the format. Absolutely magnificent.
Demetriou and Buckley sat watching quietly, pensive, occasionally swapping glances. The show finished and Demetriou leant forward, scrunched up the list and threw it in the bin. "Fuck," he sighed, and sculled his Evian.
* Dave Warner song from 1981 with entirely appropriate lyrics. No, really.
You missed out balloons. Football shaped balloons bursting out of big football shaped things.
Posted by: flute | 08 February 2005 at 08:42
Fake Russian cosmonaut "crashing" his capsule into the middle of the ground via an intricate series of cables and pullies, then emerging to deliver the "I'd Like To See That" in front of a mild MCG crowd.
Posted by: Adam 1.0 | 08 February 2005 at 09:51
That was the best halftime show with the least BS of any SuperBowl since my childhood. It was simple and if they would have canned some of the excessive fireworks, it would have been even better. McCartney is not the performer he was when he was younger but he has it all over Janet and Justin...
BTW, a mouse tells me that Buckley was in Jacksonville yesterday...
Posted by: Rob de Santos | 08 February 2005 at 13:19
Booooooooooorrrrrrriiiiing.... Give me nipple piercings, 'wardrobe malfunctions' and controversy any day. :P
You forgot Peter Garrett or doesn't he sing any more? Or could we have Kylie Minogue?
Posted by: AdventureGirl | 08 February 2005 at 18:35
Whatever happened to the fat kid from Hey Dad?
Hmmm, a question to ponder for the rest of the day.
Posted by: Darlene | 09 February 2005 at 06:27
Flutey: Balloons go without saying. There are always balloons. Always.
Adam: All I can say to that is, "I'd like to see that."
Rob: I refuse to believe my deep-cover source would give me wrong intelligence. Buckley just CAN'T have been in the US. Impossible.
Addy: This is a sports post; please don't reveal you fashion secrets. Children may be reading.
Darlene: Didn't he "star" in an ad for Sorbent? Or maybe he's that Toad-boy from Neighbours? By the way, our aim is, of course, to make you think on the "big things" in life.
I seem to recall a giant TV incident at the Rugby League GF. Something to do with a a lot of cardboard that fell apart.
Posted by: Tony.T | 09 February 2005 at 08:13
I think it was a giant Optus Vision TV that refused to fall apart when it was supposed to - all to the 'tune' of Jo Beth Taylor singing.
95 Grand Final perhaps.
Posted by: Adam 1.0 | 09 February 2005 at 08:54
Jo Beth sings? I didn't realise she was so talented. Does she do weather somewhere, too? Or is that another girl.
Is there a Jo Beth scandal? I like scandals; I seem to recall rumours.
Posted by: Tony.T | 09 February 2005 at 09:08
Ah, Tony, my mouse friend even told me who he was with... if one were to know such things.
Posted by: Rob de Santos | 09 February 2005 at 16:28
Janet Jackson?
Posted by: Tony.T | 09 February 2005 at 17:12
The AFL has a long way to go to match the gauntlet thrown down by the NRL for a NSWRL grand final- the Village People. (Closely matched by a follow-up second place, with Billy Idol turning up in a hovercraft and the power blowing because some pissed roadie tripped over a three-phase feed, then the chemically enhanced alzheimer anarchist proceded to stumble around anf mutter in the dark for 10 minutes 'til the juice came back and they ran on the paddock. Who says there's no culture in football? The organisers of these dadaist displays are obviously desciples of Kafka).
Posted by: PB | 09 February 2005 at 17:43
I never saw the Village People's lark on the park, but I saw Billy Idol.
Very embarrassming all round.
Posted by: Tony.T | 09 February 2005 at 17:45
Billy Idol ? What he of the perma bleached white hair and vague punk aspirations ? Is he still available for half time bookings ? Would scare the kids.
Posted by: Brett Pee | 10 February 2005 at 02:46
He didn't scare anyone; his shop flopped when the power failed.
Which, of course, made it a better show that it otherwise would have been.
Posted by: Tony.T | 10 February 2005 at 10:41
Nice try Tone. Not the gloved one's sister. E-mail me for the full scoop. Warning: it's not all that interesting except perhaps why I know.
:-)
Posted by: Rob de Santos | 11 February 2005 at 13:39
Done.
It's important I know things; no matter how dull.
Posted by: Tony.T | 11 February 2005 at 16:56