The Source: Premature jubilation after Old Camberwell’s Under 19s VAFA grand final
A piece of courageous umpiring left the VAFA Under 19s grand final crowd — and our boundary-riding can-slurping correspondent — in a deep state of confusion. See the video.
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Putting the squeeze on Victoria’s movers, shakers and headline makers
Just as well the Old Camberwell v Uni Blues under-19 grand final wasn’t an AFL game or we’d still be hearing about it this Christmas.
Blues won the VAFA division two decider by a point on Saturday in what could fairly be described as a controversial finish marked by some courageous umpiring.
Our man slurping cans boundary-side said it looked like Camberwell would get the chocolates when the siren sounded just after a Blues player was awarded a free kick 70 metres out with his team five points down.
Elated Camberwell bench-warmers, officials and supporters stormed the ground, presumably in the belief the man with the ball was way too far out.
It was to be a sad case of premature jubilation.
Our watcher said the umpire then awarded a 50-metre penalty and the Blues promptly put it through the big sticks.
‘They’re eating the cats, they’re eating the pets’
A night at the opera always does wonders for one’s sophistication levels.
But even the well-heeled crowd attending the Melbourne premiere of the cutthroat classic, Sweeney Todd: The Barber Of Fleet Street, couldn’t help but glance sideways and tee-hee in unison at the ‘too-soon’ lyrics coming from centre stage.
As former US president Donald Trump doubled down on lies about immigrants eating pets, a song in Sweeney Todd, titled Worst Pies In London, started sounding like conspiracy crackpot Laura Loomer talking points.
“Mrs Mooney has a pie shop, does her business, but I noticed something weird,” the song, performed exquisitely by Sweeney Todd leading lady Antoinette Halloran, says.
“Lately all her neighbours’ cats have disappeared. Have to hand it to her, what I calls enterprise. Poppin pussies into pies!”
Cue awkward seat shuffling and well-manicured claws clutching the armrest at the glitzy Arts Centre Melbourne.
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