Posted in Nepean High School, Riverside Rd, tagged common room, football, hockey, maturity, shared facilities on November 22, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Conceding growing maturity
Of the school AND
The student body.
Senior students* allocated
A common room.
Undergoing functional flexibility
It quickly becomes
Change room for
Senior boys football and
Senior girls hockey,
Simultaneously.
Frowns of form masters indicate
Genders “stripping down” together
Does not constitute maturity.
Common room becomes UNcommon.
Note:
* The room may have been a Prefect’s Room rather than a Senior Students Common Room. I can’t recall.
Posted in Nepean High School, Riverside Rd, tagged Bill Cosby, football, Frivolity, Hofstra, Nut Squad, Temple University on November 21, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Strong identification with footballing exploits
Of Bill Cosby*.
What fun if we could emulate
Temple Nut Squad antics.
Katoomba kicks off,
A NHS teammates gathers, runs
Wrong direction
Singing: Woop-woop-woop-woop
Sounding like Curly from The 3 Stooges.
All agog, stunned.
We crack up, then settle down & play.
Coach Ellem leaves, disgusted.
Note:
This is Bill Cosby talking about his footballing days with Temple University.
Posted in 1 Guildford Rd, 10 Reserve St, 138 Station St, Nepean High School, Penrith South Primary, tagged football, football socks, hookers, props, scrums, shin pads on May 30, 2012| Leave a Comment »
We are wearing the jerseys with the white band across the middle. From left to right is: Paul Bardon, Max Cowan, Steve Cameron, Greg Mobbs, Mick Harpley (bending)
“I just like ’em rolled down,
Dunno why.”
Not good footy etiquette
And being practical
Socks “up” would hold shinpads
To protect shins from
Kicking, raking, & threshing
Of hookers and props
In scrums that are contests.
I don’t like shinpads, either!
Coach & parents reluctantly sigh:
“Just win the scrums, Max.”
Posted in 1 Guildford Rd, Penrith Infants, tagged football, Penrith Panthers, Rugby League on February 24, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Penrith Panthers v Wentworthville Magpies.
Ringrose Park, Wenty’s home.
Roger* played, Mum watched.
We played too.
Kicking; catching; tip; tackle.
And that irresistible magnet to footballs and kids – drains.
Our footballs always seemed to end up in these. Magnetism!
“Out!”
And out we climbed.
We played, now watched by
The maternal referee – loud voice and threatening penalties – keeping us “in bounds” .
Note:
* This was in the era when the Penrith Panthers played in blue & white. Roger mainly played centre or wing.
365 Short Memories 