If it Ain’t Scottish, it’s Crap | New Times Broward-Palm Beach

If it Ain’t Scottish, it’s Crap

There’s something alluring and attractive about the Highland Games. Maybe it’s because the events are primitive and self-explanatory: instead of throwing a shot-put, hulking beefcakes in skirts (nay, kilts) hurl giant stones. (The event, coincidentally, is called “Stones.”) Also on the bill is the Caber Toss; that’s where the hot Scots carry massive cabers – each is roughly the size of a telephone poll – and then, uh, toss ´em. What can I say, simplicity is pretty damn sexy. If you’re still confused, here’s the basic formula that all Highland Gamers follow throughout the competition: Step one: find something large and/or unwieldy. Step two: throw said object. Step three: gather chicks.

Yep. It basically rules, and it’s only one part of the 25th Annual Southeast Florida Highland Games. When you attend Saturday’s Scottish smorgasbord at the Fort Lauderdale Stadium (1301 NW 55th St., Fort Lauderdale), your $15 dollar ticket ($5 for kiddos) will also get you access to fiddling, Scottish food, beer, music, and traditional dancing demonstrations. So while you may not be ripped enough to toss a caber, you can always just buy a kilt and then toss back a few Auld Rocks.
Sat., Jan. 12, 2008