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| To jinx or not to jinx? | ||
| Written by: Black Kitty (Bluebags) | ||
| January 24th 2010 11:34 PM | ||
"What’s up?" I whisper into the phone. "What are you whispering for?" "I’m at the quacks. What’s up?" He never rang through the day. Mainly because he never had mobile reception in the middle of nowhere places he worked. But also because his boss had given into the constant whining of the boys wanting to work through lunch to be able to take off early everyday. Especially in summer when they had to work through the hot Narrabri summers. "Well," he says, "the boys and I were just talking and we were wondering if you’d mind going down to the TAB and putting on a bet?" "But aren’t you going to the pub after work today anyway?" They went everyday so it wasn’t an overly outrageous assumption. "Yeah, but we want you to bet on the Kiwi’s… that way we’ll have a chance at winning the game on the weekend." I laughed (as quietly as possible). "If you were close enough I’d kick you up the butt for that." "Come on Sis, it’d guarantee they lose! You know you’re the best jinx ever!" "Thanks brat! Now get back to work!" I laughed and hung up on him, the old tea cosy lady gave me an extra filthy look, pointedly looked at the sign telling patients to turn off their mobiles and then went back to her Woman’s Day. He was right, it’s a huge joke among all our friends. It doesn’t matter what sport or event is happening, if I go for a team then you can almost guarantee that team will lose. Often with outstandingly dismal efficiency. Or if it’s a party or wedding or some such, and I’m involved, don’t expect a smooth day. Even, for example, if I said ‘planes don’t just drop out of the sky’, one would probably land on your head, or mine. One of the best examples ever of my jinx ability was in 2006. I maxed out my credit card to take a little trip to Sydney for the State of Origin game. Not being familiar with the Sydney area, and not really wanting to go on my own anyway, I bought a ticket for my little brother as well. I even went and bought him a maroons jacket and beanie to wear, as much as it sickened me. Born and bred in NSW, I’m sure he goes for Queensland just to get a rise out of me. It was going to be fantastic. New South Wales had never lost at Telstra stadium. I’d get to rub in our win the whole way home. I had, however, failed to remember my reputation for being the world's biggest jinx. Something that by half time I was starting to remember. By full time it was being rubbed in so bad I had Chinese burns from his mantra of, ‘Jinx. Jinx. Jinx’. I still wince at the memory, despite it being a wonderful weekend, it was still proof that I can jinx anything. So the question of the moment was, do I stay loyal to my Green and Gold and put my hard earned money on my boys? Or do I try and fool whoever or whatever it is that rules the world of the jinx and put my money on the New Zealand team? The answer to that really depended on who I asked. New Zealand supporters were all for me backing Australia. My Aussie friends would probably hang me by my toenails if I didn’t put my money on the Kiwis. In the end, I didn’t bet on either. I didn’t even get to see the game. As fate would have it I ended up in hospital and the last thing on my mind was the game. So, the question remains. Did I beat the jinx? Or was it because at the time I didn’t care who won? I guess the only way to tell is to line up at the TAB on the 3rd of June for State of Origin and test the theory one way or the other. I’m sure I’ll be getting another phone call around then. *** 750 words including title. According to the official word counter*** Posted in the F7s Matches forum in June 2009 The F7s is an article writing competition hosted on The Front Row forums here on LeagueUnlimited.com To join a team, click on the banner below  FOR ALL F7s MATCHES, CLICK HERE |
