Australia vs. Collingwood

The AFL Grand Final was on in Paris while we there. For some silly reason we thought it was on at 10pm our time, but thankfully due to a chance checking of Facebook at 12am, we found out that it was on at 6:30am at a pub in the middle of Paris called Café Oz.

Daniel was being a sook, saying not to worry about it. Thankfully, Monique talked some sense into him.

So, at 5:30am the alarm went off and we drove into Paris. The biggest challenge was interpreting the parking signs. Having already got one parking fine, we were keen to avoid a second. We asked some random drunken French guys and eventually established that we were safe.

We made it to the café about half way through the first quarter. The atmosphere was incredible. The place was full of Aussies in full voice.

It was almost like we were watching Australia vs. Collingwood. Every time Geelong kicked a goal the place erupted, while there was but a mere smattering of support for Collingwood. The only thing more unanimous than the support for Geelong were the jeers and boos when Julia Gillard’s head momentarily popped up on the screen.

While it hurt getting up, is was a great experience and well worth the effort. And one thing is for certain - whether in Paris or Melbourne, there is nothing better than watching Collingwood lose a Grand Final.