To be fair, I don't really like football of any code at any level but of all the competitions, the annual Queensland versus New South Wales slugfest is my least favourite.
Basically, it's the hysteria that goes with it that drives me mad. Premiers promising to fly the opposition's flag from a bridge if their team loses the three game competition.
All this talk about the state's pride being on the line and the State against State, Mate against Mate narrative. What utter nonsense. It's a football match.
So every year I find something else to do, anything else to do. Tonight I changed the bed linen.
In any event, I feel there is no escaping it. Someone, somewhere in the house will be watching and their reactions will carry to even the most conscientious objector.
We lost. I don't care. Yay me.
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