OT:A yarn

[Foz]

This is a true story.
A few years ago now my brothers best mate went down to watch the Australian Grand Prix. (not sure if it was Melbourne or Adelaide).
Anyway his mate walked into a bar and there were a few guys there and one bloke sitting by himself.
He went to order a drink and the guy at the bar said to him g'dday mate what are you drinking?
The guy thought this blokes friendly so he sat down and had a drink with him.
Thought he was a bit of a loner. Anyway my brothers mate went to get the guy a drink and the bloke said no no I'll get them.
The guy got the drinks and my brothers mate said I should have got them.
The guy at the bar said its ok mate lifes treated me well I can afford to buy you a drink.
My bros mate asked him what he did for a living. The guy said I play the guitar. Then he mentioned he had a bit of success with his band and can afford to travel the world to watch the grand prix. He wasnt trying to big note himself or anything.
Thats when it hit my bros mate.
The guy at the bar was George Harrison.
Sounded a great bloke.
The topic came up as I was watching a video of the Concert For George.
It was a really good show.
True story.

 

[Bastard Squad]

Wow !!! Great story Foz.

Then he mentioned he had a bit of success with his band

Would have to be candidate for understatement of the century.

I was at a Deep Purple gig at the ent-cent mid 80s, they'd played 7 nights straight and its the last gig of the tour. Ian Gillian says something like "We'd just like to introduce a frend of ours from Liverpool, say hello to George." and George Harrison gets up on stage and does a couple of numbers with DP. Man I was in heaven.

 

[Jimbo]

How cool is that?

My ex-flatmate has a similar story from when he was doing a 2-year UK stint a few years back. He's a mad golfer, and was in a London sports bar one night planning a trip for the following week to see the British Open at St Andrews.

So he's sitting at the bar watching a baseball game, and a bloke beside him says in a thick South African accent, "so who do you think is going to win this one?" It's Ernie Els.

So they have a good old chat for about half an hour, he sends us back a photo via email, and Ernie ends up finishing second in the Open to Tiger Woods after getting stuck in the pot bunker at the road hole...

 

[lolesi]

Those people are great, very famous but they dont let it get to thier heads, would rather just kick back have a beer an a yarn, good stories.

 

[Shark]

George was a keen fan of Formula One, a regular on the circuit.

I worked at the Indy event for many years. I remember back in about 1992 or 1993 a bunch of us young officials and drivers went go kart racing. A very young (and up himself) Steven Johnson was hanging with us for a bit, but he decided he was too cool for karting and racked off to Daddy's boat moored in the broadwater. The rest of us headed off for the track. When we arrived there were a couple of Yankee tourists who rocked up at about the same time we did, and between the two groups there were 12 of us, which meant we could book the track for a 30 minute session.

We were all pretty good karters, being motor racing freaks, and a few of us had raced competitively at different times. Despite this, there was one old bloke who was absolutely WHIPPING us. He was fairly thick-set, which in a Go Kart is NO advantage at all, it's all power-to-weight. None of us had any idea who it was, as he had snuck in, very quietly, as another bloke from their group handled the payment and stuff for the booking.

When we finished up and the old fella took off his helmet we all shat ourselves...

It was Mario Andretti.

Speechless does not even come CLOSE. He was great, hung around for some photos and stuff. Same type of bloke as Mr Harrison, by the sounds of it.

 

[Jimbo]

Two years ago I fronted up for the BRW corporate triathlon at Mrs Macquarie's Point, which I'd done a few times before. As there are so many people racing (about 5,000), the start times are spread out over a three hour period, with about 130 or so people starting in each wave.

So I'm in the bike transition area setting up my gear, and having a look around at the machinery, as I'm one to do. One bike in particular caught my eye - carbon fibre, aero wheels, top notch componentry, etc, I'm guessing about $6000 worth. Standing next to it is 1997 World Champion, Chris McCormack. And sure enough, he's starting in my wave.

I get through the 400m swim, 8km bike and 4km run in a personal best time of 34.5 minutes, and feel pretty good about it. Then one of my workmates tells me Macca has beaten me by a full ten minutes.

Apparently the bastard was doing backstroke halfway through the swim leg...

 

[Shark]

Yeah, they kinda make you feel pretty small these people, hey Jimbo!

 

[Jimbo]

Yeah, it's pretty daunting stuff. He's also a great bloke though, we were having a bit of a chat to him while we were waiting for our swim time. He'd been roped in to one of the corporate teams by one of his mates.

He had the same wetsuit on as I had (about $500 worth), but he'd cut his off a couple of inches above the knee to make it easier to get out of. That sort of thing is an option when you've got a few freebies hanging around in your garage!!

 

[imasharkie]

Two years ago I fronted up for the BRW corporate triathlon at Mrs Macquarie's Point, which I'd done a few times before. As there are so many people racing (about 5,000), the start times are spread out over a three hour period, with about 130 or so people starting in each wave.

So I'm in the bike transition area setting up my gear, and having a look around at the machinery, as I'm one to do. One bike in particular caught my eye - carbon fibre, aero wheels, top notch componentry, etc, I'm guessing about $6000 worth. Standing next to it is 1997 World Champion, Chris McCormack. And sure enough, he's starting in my wave.

I get through the 400m swim, 8km bike and 4km run in a personal best time of 34.5 minutes, and feel pretty good about it. Then one of my workmates tells me Macca has beaten me by a full ten minutes.

Apparently the bastard was doing backstroke halfway through the swim leg...

and I thought you were a beer swilling, chick chasing gitt...how wrong was i

 

[Anonymous]

Seventeen years ago when I was trekking through the Himalayas I met up with a yak herder from Tibet. We headed up to a bar near the top of Everest and got chatting. Downed a few lagers and some yak's milk cheese, and are having a ripping good time. Anyway, at the end of the night he removes his little woolen hat and it dawns on me: the yak herder was actually Angus Young. Apparently he used to head up there to calm his soul between gigs. Top bloke, too. Really down to earth.

True story too!

 

[missbelinda77]

Two years ago I fronted up for the BRW corporate triathlon at Mrs Macquarie's Point, which I'd done a few times before. As there are so many people racing (about 5,000), the start times are spread out over a three hour period, with about 130 or so people starting in each wave.

So I'm in the bike transition area setting up my gear, and having a look around at the machinery, as I'm one to do. One bike in particular caught my eye - carbon fibre, aero wheels, top notch componentry, etc, I'm guessing about $6000 worth. Standing next to it is 1997 World Champion, Chris McCormack. And sure enough, he's starting in my wave.

I get through the 400m swim, 8km bike and 4km run in a personal best time of 34.5 minutes, and feel pretty good about it. Then one of my workmates tells me Macca has beaten me by a full ten minutes.

Apparently the bastard was doing backstroke halfway through the swim leg...

and I thought you were a beer swilling, chick chasing gitt...how wrong was i

So do beer swilling, chick chasing gitts wax?

 

[Jimbo]

and I thought you were a beer swilling, chick chasing gitt...how wrong was i

Triathletes train hard, and party even harder

So do beer swilling, chick chasing gitts wax?

Oh behave!!

 

[blacktip-reefy]

So do beer swilling, chick chasing gitts wax?

Well this one chick I knew, well, lets just say, shaven haven!

 

[Aries]

My Cousin was feeling pretty down after her divorce and a few other hassles she was having, so I offered to take her up to the second ever Indy.

We had an absolute blast up there and after the race, she ran into a bloke that could get her into the after race party. She took off and didn't come back to our unit till the next morning, when we were supposed to be leaving.

I said "good night hey?..."
she said '"you wouldn't believe who I met at the after race party, then bonked all night"
"Who?' I said
"The guy that won the Race" she grinned back
"BULLSHIT!!! NO f**king way did you" shaking my head

She insisted it was. I asked what his name was and she said Nigel Mansel, who actually did win the race. I then said to her there was no way in hell you bonked Nigel last night because he is happily married and his wife was there with the kids. She said it was him and that everyone was high-fiving him and congratulating him on the win when she first arrived. I was just stunned and trying to make sense out of it when she said, "oh, I have a Polaroid of us both" and shows it to me...

I pissed myself laughing. "That ain’t Nigel Cuz"
The guy was about 28, long black hair and NO Moe. Nigel was about 40, Short brown hair and a thick Moe...
She then said, "Oh! I wondered why a couple of people called him 'GEOFF', ahh well he was a good bonk anyway..." she winks

From what I can figure, it was one of Nigel's mechanics or something

 

[King of the Hill]

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Nice one Aries