The Annual Christmas Slurpee Toss 2013.

The 2013 event saw six tossers step up to the line. But just as things were about to kick off, a mother and daughter appeared on the lower court for some bike-riding lessons. As it might be a little alarming to suddenly find grown men hurling Slurpees in your direction, Bart went down to explain what was about to happen. (Makes sense for Bart to do it, as he was really the only one that could get a cup close to them anyway.)

Bart opened the conversation with an appropriate, “This might sound strange…”, but he found they were very understanding. “We all do stupid things when we’re growing up,” the mother said, smiling. “Aah, that’s true,” Bart replied, “but, you know, unfortunately we have grown up.”

And so once that was all settled, Davet got things started. Once again he decided to use the under-arm toss. Not sure why. It’s never really worked for anyone in the past, and yep, this year it only got him to just over half-court.

Ahab came next, and like Davet he’d selected a Large cup to toss. Unlike Davet he went for the traditional overarm toss and the result was noticeably better, ending up on the far side of the court, just short of the gutter. What this adds to the long-running debate of Large v Super/Cardboard v Plastic I’m not sure. Maybe it’s not about the cup, it’s all technique? Although it would be interesting to see what happens if Bart tossed a Medium?

Next was Post. He launched his cup into the air with speed and, importantly, at 45 degrees—which we know is important—and it crashed and shattered against the gutter on the far side. Probably not enough to beat Bart, but a good effort nonetheless.

See how high these cups get. And yes, that’s the straw still hanging in there for the ride.

As the sole female at the Toss, Winter could have phoned in her performance and still won, but to her credit she took things very seriously, trying out a few different grips before heading down the pitch.

She settled on a conventional drinky-drinky grip that's rarely seen in competitive tossing, but it worked for her and it certainly produced a dramatic trail of ice!

Next to the line was JJ Glamma. Rumbling down the pitch, his form was flawless, lacking only the power to send his cup a winning distance, and it came to rest just shy of Davet’s.

And finally came Bart. Bart seems to be going through a golden era, with each toss surpassing the last. He moves like a panther and his aggression levels are high, delivering one flawless toss after another. 

Check out the height and ramrod-straight delivery on this cup. Up there with the birds. Amazing.

And with great humility he celebrated by drinking from his journeyed cup.

Final results (official)

MENS: 1. Bart (King); 2. Post (Jack); 3. Ahab; 4. Davet; 5. Glamma.
WOMENS: 1. Winter (Queen).

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The Annual Christmas Stolp 2013.

Beautiful weather in 2013.  Here’s a photo.

See you next year!

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The Annual Christmas Slurpee Toss 2012.

Down, down, down it came. Like a shooting star falling from the heavens, Post's cup scorched through the air and crumpled onto the dirt on the far side of the court. Now that was a magnificent toss, outdistancing his closest competitor by several metres. Fist raised in triumph, Post turned to face those he’d defeated: Davet, Ahab, Glamma and… Bart? Was Bart there? Had Post finally beaten Bart the Unbeatable?

Sigh.

No.

Bart was just running late and the others had started without him. He and Alethea were at the vet with one of their dogs, and would be there soon. Post had about 30 minutes to enjoy being Clubhouse Leader.

Hey, you take what you can get.

Bart, when he did turn up, was quick to downplay his chances. “Bradman once went out for a duck, you know,” he declared loudly. "And you've got scoreboard pressure," he told Post. "You can't discount the significance of that. It's anyone's game." But scoreboard pressure doesn't count for much when it's muscling down on Bart, and with a shrug of his shoulders… oh, but wait, I guess before we reach the main event we should give the side-acts their moment in the spotlight.

[cue sound of tape being rewound]

The sun put on a scorcher for the 2012 Slurpee Toss. A 39-degree day meant there was to be no dawdling once you stepped out the newly-installed automatic doors at the Templestowe 7-Eleven for the walk back to the pitch or you'd be tossing a cup o' cordial instead of a tasty ice beverage.

First up was Davet who put forward an interesting hypothetical: if you're the only person to toss and your cup goes backwards, are you still the King? Technically your cup has gone further than that of anyone else; it's just that it's gone backwards. Clearly the spectre of 2008 still sits heavily on Davet’s shoulders. 

A ruling couldn’t be reached, so Davet bounded down the pitch and sent his cup into the air—thankfully forwards. And it was a good toss, coming to rest about three-quarters of the way across the court.

Next up was Ahab. After back-to-back titles in 2008-09, he withdrew in 2010 and was underwhelming in 2011, placing fourth. And despite giving his cup some pre-toss love, his effort this year was similar, coming to rest a short distance behind Davet’s.

Then came Glamma. Despite his festive-themed t-shirt he was not to experience any Christmas tossing cheer, as his cup slid to a stop just over half-court, a few metres behind Ahab's.

And then came Post who, as we saw earlier, stepped up and delivered his cup to the far side of the court before sitting down to wait for Bart and Alethea to arrive.

And when they did arrive, it was with good news: Murphy was fine, and so it was back to the business of tossing.

And back to considering Davet’s earlier hypothetical, because, as the sole woman at the Toss, Alethea had the potential to bring theory to life. What would happen if she sent her cup backwards? I mean, it was unlikely, but then Alethea had sent her cup in unlikely directions before! But not today. Like Davet her cup went forwards and she went into the record books as Queen.

And predictably Bart then reconfirmed himself as King, sailing his cup over the court, over Post’s cup, and down onto the lower court, in what was possibly his furthest toss yet.

Not that that was a surprise to Bart who turned to the crowd, nodding. “I knew,” he told them. “As soon as it came out at 45 degrees, I knew.”

Final results (official)

MENS: 1. Bart (King); 2. Post (Jack); 3. Davet; 4. Ahab; 5. Glamma.
WOMENS: 1. Alethea (Queen).

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The Annual Christmas Stolp 2012.

Note: image below has been digitally altered. For the full story, see the 2012 Slurpee Toss.

The biggest news item for 2012 was the biggest change to the Templestowe 7-Eleven since it was built: automatic doors! Say goodbye to old-fashioned push-pull manual inconvenience—hello to the future times!

But the future times were dark and full of terrors, because when the stolpers stepped inside they discovered the Slurpee machine… was gone!

Since it came out from behind the counter some 20 odd years ago (putting the power of the pour into the paws of the people), the Slurpee machine had lived on the north wall of the store. Sure as the sun would rise in the east, that’s where you’d find it, and we could find it with our eyes closed.

But today, no more! They had taken the lord of liquid refreshment and we did not know where to find… oh hey, it's over there, you guys.

They’d moved it to the south wall. All good.

But why the move? Turns out it wasn’t just the front doors getting an upgrade because the long-serving Slurpee machine now boasted six barrels and could no longer fit in its old corner. Merry Christmas, indeed.

See you next year.

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The Annual Christmas Slurpee Toss 2011.

Lord's Cricket Ground. St John's Wood, London. Site of the most sacred strip of sporting turf the world has ever known. Twenty-two yards of hallowed ground, drenched in centuries of sweat, blood and tears, baked in the flames of countless legends being forged... and the most unlikely place you'd expect to find a parked car.

Hahaha. But as if that'd ever happen. I mean, who'd ever park a car on the pitch at Lord's?! Well, they once said the same thing about Fellers Pitch in Templestowe, a strip sacred to all fans of Slurpee tossing. But in 2011 when the tossers all turned up to compete… SHOCK!

But this bunch of tossers is used to overcoming adversity. When the local council tore down their basketball rings, they didn't sit around complaining. They made up a new game: F'nOckey. And when the council bulldozed the F'nOckey court, they adapted the game and F'nOccer was born. And when some sod parked a car bang in the middle of Fellers Pitch, they moved a few steps to the left onto the bricked footpath, and the game was back on. Adaptable.

And what an interesting game it was shaping up to be, as it could well prove to be the second… cog? prong? leg? The second something in Bart's campaign to hold all three Templetitles at once. Having secured Keeper of the F'nOath at the 2011 Fish Balloon Birdbath Cup, he needed only to win the Toss to open the way to challenge for the Master of Demolitions. 

Would he, could he, win the Tos… oh come on. If you've spent any time on here reading these reports you already know he won the Toss. Of course he won the Toss. The odds of him losing are as short as those of finding a Slurpee machine with four working barrels are long. The bigger question is: will he challenge Post for the Master of Demolitions? Does he have the courage to resurrect the sport that nearly put Post in the ground?

We still don't know. He certainly hasn't jumped to it. Maybe he's busy?

Anyway, as we already know the result, and as this post is almost three years late, let’s fly through the others.

First up was Ahab, who was calling it long, hard, early and often. His cup flew straight and true and set a good mark for those to follow.

Then came Bart. His cup drifted to the left but outdistanced Ahab by a good few metres.

Next up was Post, who tonked off a strong toss, possibly a personal best, that came to rest ahead of Ahab, but behind Bart. Same ol', same ol'.  

Glamma stepped up and also achieved a possible personal best, falling short of Ahab by about a metre.

After a strong debut in 2009, Nick missed the Toss of 2010, but was back in 2011, ready to go. He displayed great technique, but lacked the necessary power, and his cup landed just behind Glamma's. 

Last of the men was Davet, who employed the under-arm tossing style first used by Kate in 2004, and also used by young Harper in 2010. Though the style has its critics, Davet's cup travelled far (though somewhat wide), and ended up ahead of everyone but Post and Bart.

Crowned Queen at the inaugural Women's Toss in 2009, and on debut no less, Kirst again stepped up and set a mark that would be hard to beat.

Rookie of the year in 2010, Winter was back for another go. With a smooth motion she hurled her cup forwards and a couple of metres down the path. Another great effort from the youngest competitor at the Toss. 

Final results (official)

MENS: 1. Bart (King); 2. Post (Jack); 3. Davet; 4. Ahab; 5. Glamma; 6. Nick. 

WOMENS: 1. Kirst (Queen); 2. Winter.

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The Annual Christmas Stolp 2011.

Well, this one's been stuck in the Drafts folder for over two years, but I owe it to the historians of the future to post something; if only to say that I can't now actually remember anything about the day. Other than it being the first ever stolp for baby Olive! The gathering grows. Here's a nice photo.

On to the Toss!

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The Annual Christmas Slurpee Toss 2010.

Slurpee tossing. Doesn't sound like much. Sounds like the sort of thing a bunch of pissed blokes came up with while laying around with too much time on their hands. But for those who each year step foot on that sacred strip of Templestowe asphalt, Slurpee tossing is far more than an idle pursuit. For to toss Slurpees is to engage in that timeless struggle known as competition, and in competition the stakes are high: victory or defeat, glory or humiliation, life in abundance or death.

Sounds like serious business to me.

But serious though it is, Slurpee tossing has so far failed to achieve the wide acceptance of more traditional sports, such as football and cricket. Despite the best efforts of its fans and boosters, Slurpee tossing remains a grass-roots affair.

But the grass has begun to grow.

For in 2010, no less than the municipal council of the cities of Doncaster and Templestowe showed their support for the sport by organising a community barbecue to run in conjunction with the annual Slurpee Toss. "What better way to celebrate the festive season," the mayor possibly said, "than with sausages and Slurpees?" How indeed? And the people agreed, packing the kids and a picnic basket into the car and turning up at the appointed hour in droves. It was exciting stuff.

But when the tossers turned up and saw the crowd waiting to watch them, they weren't excited. If anything, they could only be described as, well… embarrassed! A readiness to toss turned into a stream of excuses: "Ooh, not the best conditions for tossing today, ooh, my back's a bit sore, ooh, I think I left the iron on at home…"

I know, I know. Unbelievable. At last these tossers had the audience they deserved, and yet one by one they all found an excuse to pass. All?

All but one.

While those around him wilted in the glare of a hundred eyes, only Post stayed firm. "I came here to toss," he declared, "and that's exactly what I'm going to do. Will no one join me out here on the pitch?" Disappointingly for those gathered, it looked like no one would, but then from out of the crowd stepped Dashi and Tweak.

Though they'd never tossed a Slurpee before, these two girls were ready to make a competition of this thing. Sure, aged four and two as they were, it wasn't much competition, but unlike the cowering veterans on the sidelines these two were ready to give it a shot, and the Toss was on!


Post elected to go first. Hurling himself down the pitch, he hit the line and sent his cup scorching into space like a fireball. Crashing down on the far side of the court, it was a mark the two 'small cup' competitors would find hard to beat. But what they lacked in size, they made up in heart, as each stepped forward to give it all she had.


Moving easily down the pitch, it was hard to believe Dashi hadn't done this before. With a smooth motion, she sent her cup skyward, but it came to rest only a few metres in front of her. It wouldn't land her the title, but Dashi was rightly proud of her effort nonetheless.


Tweak followed quickly and, employing the same unconventional under-arm style as used by her mother, she launched her cup right into the cameraman crouching just in front of her. A wide grin and a cheeky laugh suggested this might not have been entirely unintentional. Keep your eye on this one.


The title? The title was Post's.


Bart wandered over to shake the King's hand, and was heard to say he was reminded of the 1984 Olympics when America won all the gold because Russia didn't turn up. Perhaps fearing his comments might be seen as sour grapes, he was quick to add, "Although, you know, it was still Olympic gold." Exactly right. All a competitor can do is challenge those willing to compete on the day, and that on this day the victor could have thrown his competition as far as they were able to throw their cups... well, that's not the King's fault. It's still Olympic gold.

The Final Results (official).
1. Post (Toss King); 2. Dashi (The Jack); 3. Tweak.

All considered, it was an impressive debut by the two rookies. They might not have defeated Post, but had they been competing in 2008 they would have bested long-time campaigner Davet, and that's no small thing. The torch — or rather, the icy cup — has definitely been handed to the next generation.

All eyes now turn towards the Birdbath Cup. As Master of Demolitions and now Toss King, can Post reclaim the title of Keeper of the FNOath and realise his dream to hold all three Templetitles at once? Only time, and this blog, will tell.

See you at the Birdbath!

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