That story took a few twists.the "unholy trinity" (ie Aussie Ange, Tammy & Me) Ange's hubby, Tams 6 weeks to go baby in the womb & Kev & Bec, were on level 1 Olympic stand row 32 - we christened the brand new loos with our pre game nervous pee. Drank champagne - with a Four N Twenty of course - almost got into a fight with a WC supporter who though it would be real smart to take a photo of the "unholies" looking less than impressed when WC were infront, lets just say never cross a pregnant woman - When we got in front again Tam lept from her seat - poked the bloke with her flag stick, and gave him a gob full that he wouldnt have forgotten very quickly- she blames the hormones of course - met up on the way out with a old Boyfriend (from 20 years prior) who was very drunk coming out of the MCC area - he spotted me in the crowd and I heard that familiar bellow "gidday tits!!! Hows about that @@@@@@ leapin Leo?" I do have classy friends - we then went to the Marriott for more bubbly then headed down to St Kilda for dinner and more champagne!!! - fantastic driving back up the Hume the next day - scarf hanging out the window - life was mighty fine!
So you'd you head to the Marriot with, the unholy trinity or 'gidday tits'??
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