I Wanna Be Your Dog.

Riding through the city I notice two distinct phenomena: one group of people, wandering east, mostly pale men in their late twenties, mostly wearing black. Another group of people, wandering southwest, a variety of ages and genders, identifiable by their green and gold apparel. Iron Maiden at Rod Laver, and the Socceroos at Telstra Dome. You can figure out which group attended which. I was impressed by the sheer separation of the two groups - they barely noticed each other, let alone acknowledged the others existence. Near the very end of my journey, however, I see a guy crossing Elizabeth St. He is wearing an Australia scarf and a Stooges shirt. I have no idea to which venue he is heading, and this makes me extremely happy.