It seems that the AFL and their free to air broadcast partner, Channel Ten, have managed to achieve what a swathe of tele-marketers, door to door salesman and annoying gits at shopping centres could not, made me seriously contemplate pay TV.
The Dreamtime at the G concept is great, but when you show around half an hour of pre-match entertainment on a telecast which is already delayed, it quickly grates. So for almost an hour now Buster Boy has been patiently waiting to see some footy, while I have been assuring him that the game would begin any minute now.
The final result, Buster Boy fell asleep just as the opening bounce went up. I doubt he’ll be in a hurry to stay up and watch the footy next week.