"I believe that children are the fuuuuu-ture... teach them well and leeeeet them lead the way... "
Deny, the race caller, holds the tiny hermit crab aloft, convinced that his earnest croonings and Shirley Bassey's hopeful lyrics (yes, she recorded it well before Whitney) will coax the hermit crab out of its shell.
After our liberal dousing with water during crab racing at Glebe's Friend in Hand Hotel, I wasn't sure whether crustacean spectator sport was the right one for me. The Punter drags me to the Court House Hotel in Newtown anyway, determined to show me that crab racing does not always involve water jets, hula hooping and drunken uni students.
Chorizo in a roll $9
The Court House is a dishevelled but beloved institution in Newtown. Out the back, the courtyard is open and airy with wooden picnic style tables with a large open deck above. The front bar room, however, stays true to its blue collar roots, a dim and dank saloon usually filled with old locals slowly downing beer after beer.
Steak sandwich $7
On crab racing night, it's a bit of a different story, with a noticeably younger crowd that trickles in from the street or the courtyard as 7.30pm draws near. We grab a quick bite to eat from the outdoor barbecue area, simple but delicious steaks on turkish bread and seared chorizo slices on a toasted bun. A real bloke's kinda meal, when you have dinner in one hand, beer in the other.
Chorizo on a plate $5
And then it's on for the crab racing. The atmosphere is noticeably different, a more relaxed approach where the crabs are on display for all to see, and we get to choose which crab we'd like to "buy". The Punter is almost dancing with excitement as we approach what he calls "the saddling enclosure", an opportunity to closely scrutinise each crab's size, form and general liveliness.
The active crabs--the ones that are scuttling with fervour--go first, two dollars handed over for temporary ownership and naming rights. I put my money on a big 'un, and can't resist naming it Spicy Softshell, yet again.
The race is held over four heats, five crabs per heat. Deny croons to each of them as he gently places them on the track. The first crab to the edge of the black circle wins the heat and goes through the grand final. The winner and runner-up in the final earn bar tab vouchers.
It's a fun and entertaining evening, mostly due to the warm, effusive and camped-up personality of Deny. In-between heats, there are spectator competitions of heads or tails. I even win a $10 bar voucher. Score!
And you know an event has its fans when they dress up in crab-themed t-shirts just for the occasion. Deny is beside himself with laughter and open envy.
Spicy Soft Shell doesn't win his heat. He doesn't do well in the next race either. But it doesn't really matter. "Give them a sense of pride, to make it easier... Let the children's laughter... remind us how it uuuuused to be."
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The Court House Hotel
202 Australia Street, Newtown, Sydney
Tel: +61 (02) 9519 8273
Monday to Saturday 10am-midnight
Crab racing every Thursday from 7.30pm
Related GrabYourFork posts:
Crab racing at the Friend in Hand Hotel, Glebe
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Scubar beneath Sydney Central YHA (Mondays)
The Alfred Hotel, Camperdown (Tuesdays)
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