Saturday, February 10, 2007

oh what a night

So here we are, the four of us: Andy, Stefan, John and yours truly, at Glenferrie station waiting for the train to take us to our next destination for the night. Had we been there 5 minutes early we would've made a train and wouldn't be forced to wait 25 minutes for the next one. But alas.

All of a sudden it gets loud. Real loud, and a Police helicopter is hovering above the station, just circling, circling. At one stage we had the impression there was two of these flying machines, just because of the sheer noise that filled the air.

A bit of curiosity later, Stefan pipes up.

Stefan: Yeah, they're hovering the station because there were brawls and shit here last night
Aidan: Yeah? How'd you hear?
Stefan: I watch the news. It was all over the news tonight.
Andy: Well, they've got their priorities straight. Wasting our tax paying dollars after the brawls are over. Like who's gonna think "hey, that brawl was pretty sweet last night, let's go back and do it again".

Silence.

Stefan: Let's start a fake brawl

Andy then proceeded to push Stefan, lay a few punches. Aidan then felled Stefan to the ground, one arm over the chest, the other laying into his face. John then came in with a trademark late crash.

The noise of the chopper became closer and a lot more concentrated. And it was then that we realised that in fact the cops were looking out for brawlers and they in fact had just spotted a few.

We resigned to our seats, laughing hysterically at the fact that the cops were on to us, and started waving to them, hugging each other and showing love to our "enemies".

And so we were spotted by the cops of the air who had a real interest in us for 5 minutes or so. Can you imagine the pilot radioing down to the station.

Pilot: We might have something...yes, down the east end of the station. Four of them, quick, get some men down here.....hang on, hang on, they're walking away from each other...they're sitting down...they're hugging...ahhhhh, they were having me on guys, my bad, my bad, retreat, retreat.

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