Sunday, October 23, 2011

Signs of a misspent youth

The Rugby World Cup is over (congratulations Kiwis!) but its legacy remains. Specifically, it serves, every four years, to remind me of my misspent youth. I sat last weekend with friends discussing locks, flankers, fly halfs, phases and lineouts - the language of my 20s, spent, as it was, in the company of a rugby club. Weekends lost to the joys of shivering on the sidelines, wondering if my second-rower boyfriend would end up concussed, or merely with new cauliflowers to add to his patch. Saturday nights spent drinking, dancing and carousing.

A misspent youth is a wonderful thing and comes in many guises. Both of my sisters are extremely good at pool, and one, I won't say which, is an absolute demon. Wipe-the-floor-with-you, pool-table-hustler good. Don't say you haven't been warned.

I have friends who can roll their own, er, cigarettes one-handed. Friends who should never be challenged to a game of poker, or 500, or even Scrabble for that matter. I know guys who can play every song that Kurt Cobain ever wrote - and not much else. Girls who drive boring four-cylinder A-to-B cars like they're still driving the six-cylinder, gas-guzzling rev-head mobile they cruised through their twenties in. People who will never need a Cocktail Recipe book because they have every classic cocktail recipe memorised - and can produce one on cue.

The older I get the more I understand the notion that you only regret the things you didn't do.

Come on, 'fess up - what's the sign of your misspent youth?

19 comments:

  1. Miss spent youth? I haven't left it behind yet. The miss spent bit I mean, not the youth:)

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  2. A bass guitar gathering dust in the corner and other things best not mentioned.

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  3. Reading entries like this inspires me to enjoy and embrace youth.

    thank you for reminding me :)

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  4. Ha ha.
    I sure do know my way around a cocktail list and too, too many seedy nightclub loos!!
    I could also tell you the calorie content of every food item imaginable - that is definitely misspent youth.
    :-)

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  5. eeeeeyyyyy ..misspent youth! Hah! I like to think of it as spent youth, it's those crazy wild times that helped to shape who I am today, and also help to get me through the days that are, well, not as wild!

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  6. Ah, the memories. My misspent youth is not that dissimilar to yours. I was once a demon at pool.
    Living in Victoria, I miss the rugby (union, not league), and I hate the obsession with AFL here.

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  7. Rugby is the number one sport to my 3 sons. All are ruggers. However, out here in the US, they just don't make them like they do in NZ and Tonga. Great post and let me just say, what I didn't do in my youth, I don't live to regret. LOL.

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  8. I'm just glad it isn't offspring.

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  9. My husband has been real into rugby this year.

    I played it safe when I was younger for the most part.

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  10. I'm going to do round 2 with my boys as they grow up... more resources this time 'round! A-M xx

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  11. Oh Al, how I love this.

    My youth was wonderfully misspent. I do not feel I squandered a minute. I am so glad. My mother shudders as she recalls some of my shenanigans. My auntie rings me sometimes, after I have blogged about some of my habits, amazed and horrified.

    But I am still a fine upstanding memeber of society, now, despite my youth! I am still here, and richer for it.

    My teeth, however, are doomed. Too many house parties & raves and all the substances that go with those...

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  12. I have a huge suitcase of regrets. I spent my youth studying, working, paying bills. I know, totally boring. I can roll cigarettes though ... can't say I ever smoked them.

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  13. I have a wicked scar on the back of my head from taking a tumble from a drunken piggy back ride. Does that count? I also know a trick where you can open a beer bottle with a butter knife. my rugby playing friend opens his with his wedding ring.

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  14. Congrats to the all blacks.

    Like the rhythm method, my youth was spent working and studying. Although I was friends with someone who worked in a nightclub. I can say that I have been kicked out at closing time on more than one occasion.

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  15. I don't regret any of the stupid sh*t me and my friends got up to in our 'youth'. It was a blast.

    But if I catch my kids doing any of it they will be grounded for life. ;)

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  16. I'm sure she's plenty rusty these days. x

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  17. You spent way too much time on the 'dark side' is all, Maxabella. We should have a family show down. I bet the Geege would beat the lot of us!

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  18. I can smoke a cigarette in a Coke can (the cigarette not me) thanks to years of lying out on the football field at high school hiding my smoking from the teachers on duty.

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  19. One note and I can name and sing almost any song from the 70's. No matter where I am - alone or in a store. The result of cruising with the radio blaring.

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