Pommiebasher

Pronunciation: /ˈpɒmibaʃə/
noun
1. An epithet bestowed by the British, used for Australian sportspeople who take particular pride in achieving victory over English rivals.

2. An Australian who participates in good-natured ribbing of the English, as on www.pommiebasher.com

Example: 'The ceremony was dignified and touching…The sing-along was most enjoyable even though some of the words were a little different to the ones I knew and even the most ardent ‘Pommie Basher’ surely would not have disapproved of our rendition of Waltzing Matilda.'--Lt Col (Retd) Mick Berril, OBE.

Derivatives

Pommiebash
verb
Pommiebashing
noun
1. An act of being a Pommiebasher.

 


Pommiebasher Collection:
Join in, fly the flag, wear the clobber

To celebrate the launch of the website, the Pommiebasher Shop has some exclusive limited-edition items of sportswear that will gobsmack a grim-faced lollygagger lounging about at long leg. Blokes, sheilas, and even the little tackers can fly the Pommiebasher flag.

Not literally though. Were not actually selling flags. But you can take your pick of a:

• Tee - A Pommiebasher will always give a mate the shirt off their back—as long as it’s not one of these little beauties.

• Polo top - For the members area, or the back deck.

• Rugby shirt - Tough, handsome and not afraid of a little hard yakka - true Pommiebasher style.

• Fleece - The only thing that should be cold around here is the beer, mate.

• Stubbie holders - It’s either this or borrow the keeper’s gloves.

For Pommiebashers over 18 in compliance with our Responsible Service of Alcohol policies:

• Pommiebasher Ned Trickett Pale Ale - a flavourful, limited edition craft ale to celebrate the Aussies taking it to the Poms over the sporting summer

• Pommiebasher Cabernet Merlot - a bonzer vintage that drinks beautifully and resonates with Aussie sporting tradition off the field

 



Customisation!

For group orders, we gladly customise items from the Pommiebasher Collection. If you want a commemorative team sports shirts - for a tour or a tournament - just let us know.

More to come...

Just around the bend, we’re expecting to have a bunch more stuff in the shed: Sports accessories, gift vouchers and even and some cheeky beverages to help you celebrate in Pommiebasher style. Don’t be a stranger. Drop by often and stay up to date.




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Pommiebasher SHOP



POMMIEBASHER CLASSIC SLEDGE #31
"I’ll get you a piano instead—see if you can play that."
Merv Hughes to a struggling Graham Gooch.

AUSSIES VERSUS POMS
A rivalry worth celebrating

Aussies vs Poms: inside and outside the sporting arena,
it's one of the true blue rivalries left in this mad world.

These days, we half expect that we should hand the
Poms their hides at just about any game,
but it wasn’t always so.

THERE HAD TO BE A FIRST.

And bugger me if it wasn’t a beaut.

WATCH THE FULL STORY
OF AUSTRALIA'S
FIRST TRUE POMMIEBASHER

 
 



POMMIEBASHER CLASSIC SLEDGE #02
“How’s your wife and my kids?” Rod Marsh to Ian Botham.

 
  • The Spirit of the
    POMMIEBASHER

    Some people may say that we Aussies are too competitive for our own good. Don’t believe it, sunshine. Sure, winning is our natural state, and we’ll fight hard to get there. But we still believe in a fair go — even for the poms. It’s our underdog nature, mate.

  • Now, we’re not afraid to give some stick when it’s justified, but we keep it on the field—where it belongs. Win or lose, we’re never too up ourselves to share a frosty pint of the amber liquid with our fellow competitors.


    After all, we maybe larrikins, but we’re no sooks!


    For us, Pommiebasher is a moniker that signifies true history and tradition. It’s the spirit of the battler, of true-blue Aussie endeavour. We Pommiebashers are competitive, confident, colourful and collegiate.

  • But most of all…
    we just bloody love beating those Poms.

    From Geelong to Humpybong and all the way to Porongurup, it’s no wonder that proud Pommiebashers constantly arise with the dream to tonk, tackle, kick and paddle our old world rivals.

  • Perhaps Peter FitzSimons summed it up best back in ’03, when on the eve of the Rugby World Cup final between us and the Poms (and in the wake of winning our 8th Ashes series on the trot), he wrote in The Telegraph:

    "Against any other nation, any such one-sided contest would long ago have shrivelled as more of a shame than a game, but not against England. There is simply something within us that wants to beat you, rather in the manner that your ancestors used to beat ours; I mean really beat ours. And there is something within us that refuses to let go of days long gone."

  • Around here Pommiebashing is a proud sporting tradition.

  • Pommiebasher is a title to be earned with hard yakka. Those who earn it savour it like a cold stubby.

The Spirit of the POMMIEBASHER

Some people may say that we Aussies are too competitive for our own good. Don’t believe it, sunshine. Sure, winning is our natural state, and we’ll fight hard to get there. But we still believe in a fair go — even for the poms. It’s our underdog nature, mate.

Now, we’re not afraid to give some stick when it’s justified, but we keep it on the field—where it belongs. Win or lose, we’re never too up ourselves to share a frosty pint of the amber liquid with our fellow competitors.

After all, we maybe larrikins, but we’re no sooks!

For us, Pommiebasher is a moniker that signifies true history and tradition. It’s the spirit of the battler, of true-blue Aussie endeavour. We Pommiebashers are competitive, confident, colourful and collegiate.

But most of all…we just bloody love beating those Poms.

From Geelong to Humpybong and all the way to Porongurup, it’s no wonder that proud Pommiebashers constantly arise with the dream to tonk, tackle, kick and paddle our old world rivals.

Perhaps Peter FitzSimons summed it up best back in ’03, when on the eve of the Rugby World Cup final between us and the Poms (and in the wake of winning our 8th Ashes series on the trot), he wrote in The Telegraph:

"Against any other nation, any such one-sided contest would long ago have shrivelled as more of a shame than a game, but not against England. There is simply something within us that wants to beat you, rather in the manner that your ancestors used to beat ours; I mean really beat ours. And there is something within us that refuses to let go of days long gone."

Around here Pommiebashing is a proud sporting tradition.

Pommiebasher is a title to be earned with hard yakka. Those who earn it savour it like a cold stubby.



POMMIEBASHER CLASSIC SLEDGE #04
Mark Waugh:
"F**k me... There's no way you're good enough to play for England."
James Ormond:
"Maybe not, but at least I'm the best player in my family."

Boonie and Simmons:
A Pommie/Basher Bromance

A Pommie/Basher Bromance

A blend of rivalry and respect: it makes for a unique bond. It’s not all been fierce competition after all. Take the tale of Boonie and Simmons—a bromance for the ages.

When Aussies think of legendary Pommiebashers, few get bigger marks than David Clarence Boon. There’s not many who can boast having knocked England for centuries in three consecutive Tests—and in their own backyard to boot—as Boonie did in 1993. You might also remember some yarn about a half-century of cans and a flight from Sydney to London. Either way, one thing’s dead-set: For decades to come, Boon and his moustache will be the stuff of legend.

But did you know that it was actually a Pom that set Tasmania’s favourite cricketing moustache on the way to Pommiebashing glory?

In 1972, a respected journeyman from Lancashire County Cricket Club made the trek to Tassie to captain their state team. His name was Jack Simmons. Boon was only an ankle biter when Simmons first took a squiz at the young tacker’s game, but the Lancashire man instantly marked him as a future star.

Jack led Tasmania’s state team for six seasons, guiding them all the way into full participation in the Sheffield Shield competition—an honour that had previously eluded the Taswegians. That’s probably enough to make even the most hard-hearted of apple eaters love this particular Pom, but Simmons wasn’t finished yet. It was on Jack’s say-so that a 17-year old David Boon was given his first class debut for Tasmania.

Simmons was a mentor to young Boon. Throughout his first-class apprenticeship, Jack remained ever-confident that his charge was destined to be an Australian Test player. Seven years later, Boon duly stepped into his mentor’s shoes, assuming captaincy of the Tassie team and making his Test debut for Australia too.

Boon proved Simmons’ gut instinct right, and went on to score more than 7,000 runs at Test level—2,237 of which were scored in his 31 Ashes appearances. Both men have been awarded a Member of the British Empire (MBE) in recognition of their sporting achievements.

As a show of respect and admiration for the Pom that shaped his career, Boonie named his son Jack.



POMMIEBASHER CLASSIC SLEDGE #07
"You got an MBE, right? For scoring seven at The Oval? That's embarrassing."
Shane Warne to Paul Collingwood

We’re all Pommiebashers:
Proudly celebrating sporting rivalry and comradeship on the battlefield

Proudly celebrating sporting rivalry and comradeship on the battlefield

It may be said that we Pommiebashers yap a bloody blue streak now and then. Sometimes we might even get a bit carried away—especially after a few coldies. But when it comes to the importance of our shared history and heritage with the old Pommie rival, we’re always as sober as a judge.

Aussies and Poms have long been rivals on the sports field, but we’ve also been comrades on the battlefield—and we know our fellow Pommiebashers would want that honoured and preserved.

We’re not at liberty to let the details slip just yet, but we’re putting in hard yards to secure a little ripper of a deal that will see 10% of all revenues from Pommiebasher products put towards protecting that history.  

No mucking about, no complicated calculations. You spend 100? 10 will go to preserving the mateship we share with our comrades in arms.

 

Stay tuned to find out how!

 

A great man once said: “[I turn to the sports pages first because] it’s where I get pleasure from the triumph of the human spirit. The rest of the paper typically chronicles the failures.”

At Pommiebasher, our unique sporting history and heritage is crucial to being Australian. We’re here to fly the flag with Australian communities and commemorate the spirit and fun of sports.

We’ve just started our journey, but we’d love you to join us: Have you got a fair dinkum cause you think Pommiebasher should support?

Are you part of a sporting club full of the Pommiebasher spirit?

 

Drop us a line using the links below.



POMMIEBASHER CLASSIC SLEDGE #11
"You've got to bat on this in a minute, Tuffers. Hospital food suit you?"
Craig McDermott to a hungry Phil Tuffnell

Hall of Fame
Celebrating Heroes from Pommiebashing History

Celebrating Heroes from Pommiebashing History

 

Have we missed someone ?

Send us your nominations for the Pommiebasher Hall of Fame - just use this contact form



POMMIEBASHER CLASSIC SLEDGE #31
"I’ll get you a piano instead—see if you can play that."
Merv Hughes to a struggling Graham Gooch.

The Club Rooms

The place to share a Pommiebasher tale or two.
Tell us your own, or send one of these ones on to your friends.

Visit the Pommiebasher Long Room,
the distinguished end of the internet.

Latest Posts

Pommiebasher Spirit—Part 1: Boonie (and Jack)

There are many reasons David Boon epitomises the Pommiebasher spirit. Here’s three for starters: three centuries in consecutive tests against the Poms, in England an evident love of beer one magnificent moustache. He’s also clearly got a sensitive side. Few know that it was a Pom—former Lancashire journeyman Jack Simmons—that gave Boonie his big start. […]

read more

 



POMMIEBASHER CLASSIC SLEDGE #33
"Don't bother shutting it, son, you won't be there long enough."
Fred Trueman to excited Aussie walking through the gate at Lords.

BEHIND THE BASHERS

 

The driving force behind Pommiebasher is a bloke by the name of Peter Hanlon. Believe it or not, he was born a Pom.

Peter has been happily stranded in the lucky country since 2005. The nail-biting 2005 Ashes series sparked a fascination with the vibrancy of the competitive tradition between Aussies and the English. Peter came to enjoy arriving at the office each morning to a chorus of sporting commentary and humorous sledges from his Aussie colleagues.

It didn’t take long for Peter to realise that cricket was not unique in this respect—the light-hearted rivalry between the two great countries extends across all sporting arenas, and beyond. Aussies love the banter and bashin’ on Poms, regardless of the game.

 

 

 

Peter set on a journey of cultural discovery that led to the development of the Pommiebasher brand: a fun celebration of the history, rivalry and mutual respect. At its heart, the Pommiebasher identity is an homage to an authentic heritage, a celebration of vintage Australiana and a dedication to tradition. We love the Pommiebasher spirit, and we’re making sure it is set to prosper, well into the future.

With support from his creative team, Peter is pleased to complete his journey with the launch of the Pommiebasher website and the Pommiebasher Collection.

Everyone at Pommiebasher is looking forward to the opportunity of generating positive buzz for some great causes and to open the conversation up to the community.

 

 

 



POMMIEBASHER CLASSIC SLEDGE #44
Raman Subba Row's dropped a catch off Fred Trueman’s bowling.
Row: "Sorry Fred, I should've kept my legs closed.”
Trueman: "So should your mother.”

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