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27 November 2006

Cocky caper

Stop Press! Here is the first picture of the McNeilly Park Boules Club members in their fetching uniforms to be posted online.

Pictured (L-R) are: Tintin, Pierre, Benoir and Robespierre. Sadly absent are Andre, Samuel and Nateau.

What started off as an idle spot of recreation on a quiet Sunday afternoon a little over a month ago has spread and blossomed into an integral part of the social calendar of South Marrickville. Competition within the club is taken quite seriously, although strict adherence to the rules of petanque or boule lyonnaise is not as important.

All activities are accompanied by much mirth and oh-so-chic 'French' carry-on. Our emblem is the Gallic rooster - or le coq sportif, le cochonnet (piglet) - or the jack - is referred to as le petit jacque, and all victories must be celebrated by a rather cocky dance - complete with flapping wings - around said cochonnet.

The club's most exciting adventure occurred just over a week ago. It was the team's first outing in the brilliant blue strip on home turf at McNeilly Park, and all the circumstances seemed auspicious. But lurking above the field of play was a sinister old crow and when le petit jacque was leisurely lobbed to begin the third round, the ravenous raven swooped down and took off with the defenceless piglet.

Pierre boldly gave pursuit but the crow, which unlike us chooks did not have its wings clipped, took refuge in a nearby gum tree where it was clearly seen swallowing the jack - much to the amazement of all three of the intrigued onlookers! From that day forward our motto has been: Stone the crows.

This minor setback though was easily overcome. A replacement cochonnet has been found and the game goes on. Our sights are now set on bigger and better challenges, such as finding another social Boules club to compete against and appearing on Tim Bailey's weather report. There's even talk of McNeilly Park Boules Club: The Movie.

But for now, we're just taking it one lazy Sunday afternoon at a time. Vive le MPBC!

7 Comments:

At 4:35 pm, Blogger Crazyjedidiah said...

The pesky crow, it must have been trying to escape from the south west because it didn't want to be eaten - from the croweaters

 
At 7:16 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said...

sacre bleu tintin-you have been doing what the anglais call googling..."la cachonet",magnifique-le petite piglet---regardless,twill always be petiteJacque...plans for gerardDepardieu cup+yes, the script pour le filme est dans developement....

 
At 12:01 am, Anonymous Anonymous said...

sacre bleu that Benoir is not only a star player but the besting looking member of the team as well!
Zut a Lor!

 
At 1:20 am, Anonymous Jonathan said...

You still haven't found another club to compete with? From the pictures, I'd thought you were playing away against the Steele Park Boules Club!

(PS Benoir, you might be looking ok, but it's a pity about your fashion sense. Lose those shorts.)

 
At 10:57 am, Blogger tdix said...

Well spotted - it is Steele Park. But unfortunately that sand hole is without a bunch of intelligent people who throw metal balls around.

 
At 3:04 am, Blogger Jonathan said...

Don't call the great Steele Park a "sand hole". It's the site of my highest score and best bowling figures in Australia!

 
At 10:09 am, Blogger tdix said...

Sorry to break it to you Jonno but Steele Park is like a beach at the moment. The council have just dumped tonnes of sand all over it - not very good for cricket. The best reason I could think of was that they did it to hold in the soil because all the grass has gone and they are restrictions on watering it. It's a bit sad really.

 

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