Dave Warner. The new Andrew Symonds
The Secret Race. I’m sure most have, but it is explosive. Lance comes across as a complete prat.
State of biffo. How can they complain about a 1-week suspension for what would have been 3 months jail time if done off the field?
Its not called football here.
Boys shouldn’t play it.
Its always nice to come from behind and beat Carlton. Especially with Malthouse as coach and a disallowed goal that was clearly ok.
High fives all round for scoring a base run (ie making it to 1st). Unnecessary supporting. Stop it.
Danks for nothing
Get fat quickly
Like running, but in water
The Editor. And now over to the chairman
As the saying goes, a week is a long time in football (I think that’s how the saying goes anyway). Recently the Editor and I gathered at the ‘G with 84,000 of our closest friends to watch the Dreamtime Game. My team, the mighty Tigers, were clearly outplayed by the Editor’s team, Essendon. It looked very much like men playing boys and the 29 point margin was flattering to the Tiges. It may also explain why I spent the last quarter in the bar.
The beauty of footy is there is always a game the following week except for the end August in Melbourne’s case. On Monday night Richmond against the Eagles redeemed itself and played footy like footy should be played. They tackled hard, kicked long, marked strong and won by 41 points. The misunderstood Jake King even out Selwooded the Selwoods for getting paid around the neck free kicks. It was magnificent to watch from my home in the nation’s capital. The Editor having returned to his homeland was in the crowd at Subi as the crowd fell silent watching Richmond kick away with the game. A song should be written about the opposition winning in Perth and it could be called ‘The Sounds of Subi Silence’. There is no better sound than silence at Subiaco Oval.
These contrasts are what make footy the great game it is.
I love footy, but there are some things I don’t like. Collingwood is one of them. Mick Malthouse is another. However that’s not my gripe on this occasion. I hate it when players see themselves as bigger than the game and believe they are celebrities in their own right. Buddy Franklin is one such player. Apart from the so called ‘Rat Pack’ he is part of, or being overly dishevelled at the Melbourne Cup there are two recent stories which have alarmed me. One is that Franklin is mates with Kevin Pietersen. Who knows why as Franklin is an AFL player originally from Perth now playing for Hawthorn and Pietersen is a cricketer originally from South Africa now playing for England as most ex-South African cricketers do. My theory is sport likes attract. Pietersen has always seen himself bigger than the English team which is probably why they booted him as Captain after a player revolt. Franklin sees himself bigger than footy so when these two “celebrities” see each other in a bar they sidle up to each other to bask in each others’ ego.
The next story which bothers me only came out last week on the AFL website and to be honest I found it nauseating. Worse than watching Alex Rance kicking across goal against Essendon (But didn’t Rance do a great job against the Weagles?). Written by Damian Barrett the title of the story is “What if Lance Franklin did a ‘Le Bron’?”. Meaning what if Franklin announced where he was going to play next year in a live TV program called ‘The Decision’ without any of his suitors knowing where he had decided. Admittedly Barrett said it was highly unlikely and that it would be crass, over-the-top, arrogant and polarising, but the fact someone is thinking about it indicates to me Franklin is being seen bigger than his current pair of footy boots. What it also means to me is that Hawthorn would be better off without Franklin next year.