Tuesday, October 24, 2006

The Chad v. The Chadettes.

On the beautiful, sunny afternoon of Sunday October 24, a much less beautiful 5-on-5 futsal match was held between the guys and the girls. It was a fun, relaxing day that everyone looked forward to, and despite things getting a bit heated at times (I found my shins bruised the day after... it was either Anna or Josh- I'm blaming you Anna!) I think everyone had a good time. Credit to Anna for coming up with the Chads v Chadettes idea and her skill with the ball wasn't too shabby either (along with her skill to take out people's shins). Anyway, onto the photos.

Self-confessed camera-shy Benjamin does well to hide from the camera by hiding behind the ball. I love how the ball is floating right in the centre of the photo and also right in Ben's face.

Kyle showing off some ball-control.

The Chadettes discussing tactics and fitting in some last minute practice. You can see from these photos how good of a day it really was.

So after much fuss about how/where we're going to play and deciding on some general rules, 5 v 5 match began on the basketball court, two jumpers marking out the width of the goals at each end of the court.

Rather predictably the guys pretty much dominated from the start (and to the finish, really) and the girls were struggling to keep up with the boys. However due to their uncanny (or rather unexpected) defensive abilities and also the incredible reflexes of Mel, the guys failed to take an early lead and started to become a bit anxious.

Myself, tearing it up and taking out my years of frustration of being unable to dribble past men against poor mandy-poo and Sally.

Ben, about to crack a 100 km/h shot eventhough we told him not to on numerous occasions.

It was all going the guys' way until something went horribly wrong at the Chad's defensive line and the girls miraculously took the opening goal of the match...which practically gave them a moral victory.

Here's Liz shredding Josh and me into pieces with her tight control and immaculate dribbling ability.

Goal celebration. I've never seen them happier in my life.

The guys were simply gobsmacked what had just happened and could only manage bitter smiles in utter disblief.

However we regained our composure soon after, and with it came our goal scoring frenzy, leaving the girls disheartened and annihilating any hope they might of had of winning from scoring the first goal.

Josh celebrating the equaliser, and Ben looking like he wants to choke him.

While all this was going on Schwarz had got himself into bit of a pickle by kicking the ball over the fence and onto the tennis court*. He managed to climb over the fence and retrieve the ball but was at loss as to how he was going to get out. He first attempted at climbing over the fence Spider-man style...

Then he tried the good ol' prison break style... this was quite humourous to watch, by the way.

In the end he did manage to climb over the fence.

Girls taking a corner and just having some gay old time in general.

Half time came soon after and some shnenigans were had with squirting water at people and stuff. What these clowns didn't realise was the fact that we need to save all the water we friggin can, it's dry enough place as it is without these jokers wasting all the damn water.

Guys mucking around with the ball at half time...

Girls taking it easy and forming some evil tactics to get back at us men for all the hard times we've given them.

Just a nice shot of everyone having fun.

After it became quite clear the girls had no chance of scoring any more goals, we decided to play a mixed team match. We moved to the oval and played for a few minutes before I realised I had to get ready for a friend's birthday. A pretty chilled day, and a pretty chilled blog.

The Chad plays their last game this Wednesday, our last chance to register a win.


Monday, October 16, 2006

Tiff's 20th at the Loft.

On the faithful night that was the 7th of October, Tiffany celebrated her well-earned 20th Birthday at 'The Loft' on Lonsdale street. Since there are truckloads of photos to go through, I'm going to conserve my energy and start bloggin'.

The night began like any other Saturday; guys sitting around a big beer barrel drinking pilsner talking about the peculiar similarities bewteen Billy Crystal and Rob Schneider.

We then thought it'd be a fantastic idea to buy alcohol in the middle of the freaking city and drink it somewhere. Upon realising that shady alleys and Michael's college were about our only options, we settled for a BYO Chinese restaurant nearby. (Kudos to Michael for the idea) Turned out pretty well.

Since Cam wanted me to order for him (taking advantage of my Asian-ness), I ordered him a nice big dish of pig trotters on rice. Apparently it wasn't too bad... then afterwards we headed to Loft to meet up with the birthday girl and the rest of the freaks.

Some of the girls.

Triple J - Jon, Jonno, Julian.

Jenny, Anna, and I.

Ben, Andrew, Michael.

Mandy-Poo and Kath.

Alex, Kasun, Cam.

Birthday girl and I!

Apparently this is how you play Dominos in clubs - with Jager bombs.

Another drinks highlight was the $12 Absynthe beasts, it looked pretty awesome when set alight. I tried with my pot of beer but it had less desirable effects.

Kyle, showing off his unique dance routine, "barrette spastiche". Or for those of you who don't understand Italian, "Spastic Fingers".

During some point of the night someone flopped out a rose. Then these homosexual shots were taken. I still have no idea where the rose came from, and if anybody has the answer, tell me.

Angry Angry Beast one second,

Sleeping Giant the next. Ah the mysteries of life. Feel free to call our friend Benjamin here 'fetus' from now on. He loves it.

A pretty cool shot of shadow-puppetry at its best.

The look on Michael's face is absolutely priceless.

Kyle doing what he does best.

I was scrolling through the photos of Kyle's most recent mauling episode when I ran into a set of photos of Michael that must've been taken in few seconds. The expression on Michael's face pretty much tells it all, but I've taken the liberty of adding some comments.

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If you want to find out Michael's view of the whole situation, you can watch his interview here (cheers josh);

Here Michael is either; freaked out by where that hand could have been, or trying to bite it off to teach Emma a lesson.

When I do a nice photo pose, the lights get screwed.

When the lighting's fine, I'm not-so-fine.

Cam and Anna, each in their lovers' arms.

Michael pulling some kind of super hero pose.

Kath and Amanda. I clearly just put this photo up for the Cleavage action. Nice job, girls!

Finally I managed to get myself a spastic multiple-chin photo of myself. If you don't know what I mean, take a look below:-

I'm not obsessed with how I look at all.

As Tiffany said, Love is certainly in the air. Or in a dirty, sweaty club.

Don't point that finger at me (you).

This has got to be the funniest photo of Alex ever taken. First of all, he's dancing, Secondly he's enjoying himself WAY TOO MUCH, and thirdly look where his left hand is! teehee.

Those moves must've worked though, he's getting a bit friendly with the local crowd of the Loft.

Meanwhile I'm stuck in the past and getting very friendly with Josh.

...but at least I'm not being touched in weird places.

Apparently Michael and one of the bouncers break danced their night away. Pity I wasn't there to see it. My mummy was probably tucking me in and kissing me good night by this stage.

So that pretty much sums up what was hugely entertaining and eventful night. There was Romance (aka mauling), Absynthe fire, Jager bomb dominos, gay-dude-coming-onto-Michael, cleavage, roses and breakdancing. What more could you ask for your birthday? (I'm not trying to make up an excuse for the fact that I didn't get Tiffany and present).
Happy Birthday Tiffy.

P.s for those of you who came to Sydney Trip '05, check out this awesomeness :-D

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