Hail Storms and Heros

Posted by Blokeman on December 11, 2007 under General Bloke Stuff | Read the First Comment

There are moments that can almost bring a tear to a blokes eye. I said almost, these include

- Seeing another bloke cop one in the balls
- Having to have their blokedog’s knackers chopped off
- Breaking a bottle of grog
- Their footy (or other sporting team, bar field hockey, tennis, netball or other girly sports) lose a match

and only a very few more. Another one came to my attention over the weekend one that almost brought a tear to m, not of pain, of joy for the good that is still left in this world.

As some of you may know at around 4PM on Sunday afternoon, the 9th of December, massive storms swept through the West and North West of Sydney, throwing hail stones the size of tennis balls hurtling toward cars and property and causing untold damage. It wasn’t the site of the multitude of hotted up Honda Civics that brought a tear to my eye, actually that kind of made me chuckle, as there is no car but a Charger.

No it was the site of father and son standing on roof tops, together, trying to protect their houses from the missiles from above, people standing together protecting their cars with off cuts of wood from that latest renovation.

Nothing instills blokey pride besides the Mighty Sea Eagles getting up, than seeing blokes toughing it out against nature, man facing the elements, (excuse the pun) battling on rain hail or shine. That’s right, to you blokes defending your property, i salute you with the blokeman salute (Imagine someone raising their scooey to ya in a pub, that’s a blokeman salute).

The absolute cracker for me though was the knowing look between them all, you could tell what was going through their minds
“oh fuck, there goes my no claim bonus“