If you are a Victorian you would know that a particular sporting event took place in Melbourne yesterday. Let's face it, you'd have to be living under a rock to not know about it! Now I like a good game of aussie rules football, but the attention by all the media given to the grand final is a little over the top.
Anyway, in case you haven't heard, the underdog Hawks...
... defeated the previously almost invincible cats....
Come on fellas, it's a GAME of football - I guess you had to be there.
Had this particular cat been playing, (a good Heyfield boy), I wonder would the result have been any different? I can just imagine what the talk around my home town will be like this week.
Goodness, I've just realised that I've helped perpetuate the hype.
Anyway I predicted the result when I was given an omen just before the game started. (Some people who know me won't believe I was not in front of the television all afternoon. I do admit to taping the match though, just in case there were some good patches of skillful football).
Back to the omen and the true subject of this very convoluted entry.
I think it is a juvenile Black-shouldered Kite.
'Carn the Bombers'!