3/17/2012

St. Patrick's day was surprisingly uneventful for the large number of irish immigrants living in Australia.  I got up at 8 and went to breakfast with the guys.  They had pretty intense ham and egg sandwiches, I had a coffee and an Amazing Vanilla cupcake/muffin.  After breakfast we headed down to the football oval.  1minute into the game while I was still in the locker room taping up the last guy one of the best players broke their finger.  The coaches tried to get me to relocate it but I refused and sent him to the hospital.  Good thing because at the hospital under local anesthetic the still couldn't relocate the dislodged bone so they sent him back to Melbourne for surgery.  The rest of the game was pretty good.  Silver beat red by about 20 points.  I'm starting to learn Aussi rules but I'm no expert yet.

I got to do a good deal of taping of shoulders, ankles, and blisters.  So I worked for almost 3 hours and then we had lunch.  After lunch we went to the picnic races which is a very low key horse racing event. 
 
Some guys won a good deal of money, some guys lost a good deal of money, we all enjoyed the food, beer, and environment.


Well they did. I had a pretty sweet $2.50 hamburger and decided that getting drunk on cheap beer around the people I work for wasn't the best idea so I blew it off saying that it wasn't irish enough for me.

After the picnic races we went to the pub for dinner and more drinking.  I had chips(french fries) I keep trying but I haven't quite gotten the accent quite right some people tell me it's chups, some people tell me it's cheeps all I know is that I don't say it correctly.
They had scooner which is an australian type of pool. I was about to get schooled by some of the footie players but then the table was conveniently taken over by 2 children with very strong Australian country accents.


We hung around the pub as the boys got drunker and drunker until about 1 when I gave up and went back to the hostel.  I slept well in the girls room but there are rumors of one of the players breaking a glass frame. During the course of the evening the owner who was very drunk told me that they really like me and want to keep me around.  They even offered to fire the other trainer if he was getting on my nerves too much.  Ha:) point for Maddie!