Ambivalent. That’s how I feel. Ambivalent. Like the bloke who is the best man at a lifelong friend’s wedding knowing that he had shagged the bride-to-be while on holiday in Bali three years ago. You know, he’s there but not proud of it. Ambivalent. That’s how I felt Sunday afternoon and that how I still feel. Sure, it was a good win over the Tigers and knowing that having the chance to do that came at the expense of Essendon should make it all the better. However, rather than elation, I’m as flat as a shit carter’s hat.
Ambivalent. Could it be a hangover from unquestionably the worse political campaign in history being led by two of the greatest political dolts to walk the planet? Was it the realisation that Warren Truss could one day be Prime Minister if Jug Ears gets knocked of his treadly? Three years of the Poodle, Pain and Cat’s Arse smirking across the benches. Fuck, it is just too awful much to contemplate.
Ambivalent. I should be booking my seat for the 2nd semi but I don’t give a toss about next Saturday. I loathe the Swans but I think I loathe Mick Malthouse above all things. For 60 minutes yesterday, Carlton played uninspired Malthouse football. For the following 60 minutes, Carlton played open, attacking football, that being get the ball to Judd and we will see how he goes. Turns out he went off like a frog in a sock and so did Carlton. What, did someone find Ratten’s old magnet board at half time? Same goes the week before. A stirring comeback on both occasions and great for the club, had we actually made the bloody finals on merit. But we didn’t and that is what this year should be judged on. Not a default final’s appearance thanks to the dribblers at Windgy Hill. Based on the actual results, Carlton finished ninth, the year has been wasted and Malthouse has failed.
Ambivalent. Watching Yarran and Garlett jogging of the spot for most of the game, when I should be seeing them rip and dash, is insipid. The Amigos may just not be up to the big stage or maybe they just do not have the confidence to play a brand of football that stifles creativity and results in the fear of a gobful of Malthouse bile after every quarter. A bit of both I think. Ambivalent.
Ambivalent. I should be excited by a list that has young blokes such as Casboult, Bell, and Menzel, However, I also see a list that has many duds and duds let you down when it matters. Ask the Tigers. I look into a coaching box and see not people that I would go to war with but officers wearing brown pants in case they shit themselves. I was waiting for Brad Green to run on the field after the final goal waving a pointed finger towards the MCC members. How could Brad Green inspire any person that has seen him play.
Ambivalent. A 12 goal to 3 goal second half with the Chosen One leading from the front, as only he can, was inspiring to all that watched. A dismal and flattering 6 goal to 10 goal first half with 7-8 players with fewer than 5 touches is a 60 point train load of whoop arse coming straight at you at the hands of Hawthorn. Guigan and Waite’s 4 goal hauls were great to see. Three fifty mete penalty in the second quarter resulting in Richmond goals was stupid and unwarranted. Robinson last quarter goal to put the Blues in front for the first time all day was a game breaker. The same bloke punching it through Richmond’s goal to gift them a freebie was the work of a, well a bloke like Robinson.
So Carton live to fight their extended season against team that has its’ own problems. Maybe if Malthouse misses the flight, they might be a chance. Maybe if second half Carlton turns up, the Blues could go one week further. I’ll be watching but will I be cheering? Most likely. Do I care if they get thumped? No, as ninth placed side don’t play in finals. They set small people on fire and harass the wheel chair bound. Ninth placed sides have nothing to play for and that is maybe why Carlton might win. But I don’t care. I just feel Ambivalent.
CARLTON 2.3 6.5 12.6 18.8 (116) RICHMOND 3.5 10.7 12.10 14.12 (96)
Goals: Carlton: J Waite 4 N Duigan 4 E Betts 3 J Garlett 2 M Robinson 2 C Judd H Scotland R Warnock. Richmond: A Edwards 2 I Maric 2 T Cotchin 2 T Vickery 2 B Ellis C Newman D Martin J Riewoldt R Petterd S Tuck.
BEST Carlton: Judd, Duigan, Gibbs, Waite, Betts, Robinson, Murphy, Bell. Richmond: Cotchin, Jackson, Deledio, Maric, Vlastuin, Houli