Everyone is welcome to write pieces about the finals – as always.
Peter Zitterschlager gives some advice.
Channel 10 turned Hunters and Collector’s Holy Grail into a sporting anthem. Now, in the prism of a Hunters and Collectors reformation, Brutas Mudcake believes the time is right to re-evaluate the song.
Neil Anderson is hoping to crack first place at the National Playwright Competition this year after being selected as a finalist. He thinks the Bulldogs are on track for success too, after hearing Brendan McCartney speak at the club’s presentation night.
John Harms opts for predictable games this weekend. But he was 1 from 4 last week – saved from a duck egg by Carlton.
Carlton made the finals at the expense of Essendon, and have progressed to the second week while Collingwood fell over in week 1. It’s been everything Barb Smith could have wished for.
Haiku Bob on the elimination final.
A shout out to all readers – who was your favourite player growing up, and why?
This article reports on a review of selected theory and practice in sports journalism to determine if the prominence of female journalists reporting the news of the AFL could be attributed to a feminist response to the traditional domination of male values in the sports media complex.
A couple of years ago a December ‘garage sale’ at Punt Rd caught the essence of the Richmond story. Steve Alomes was there, camera in hand.
Is it worse to bow out in week one of the finals or avoid the scrutiny and not make them at all?
The Scum (Adelaide Uni umpteenths) took the Div 8 Reserves flag in Adelaide on election day.
Players, by the handcuff gesture, are not endorsing the crime, just recognising the person. They are not making a comment about their guilt or innocence, but are showing them that they aren’t forgotten. What’s wrong with that?
Life of Bucks (or the curious business of how an AFL “reporter” can fill air time, column inches in the absence of news)
“My suffering left me sad and gloomy.” Yann Martel, Life of Pi, Chapter 1 Collingwood was out. The AFL finals had 3 weekends to play. Collingwood was out. Finished the home and away rounds in fifth spot. Eliminated in one match. Sunk. “The elements allowed me to go on living. The lifeboat did [Read more]
Chelsea Roffey’s double falcon seemed to inspire the Port boys to victory in front of thousands of their loyal fans.
Matt Watson inherited a bottle of Richmond’s 1980 premiership port, to be opened when the Tigers win another grand final. He’s not hopeful.
Rosehill hosts the Golden Rose this weekend, while Crio recommends heading to Moonee Valley to watch a champion inn Atlantic Jewel (before the noise and hoopla of the Spring Carnival.)
A fairy tale Inspired by C. Judd – 3 Votes, “Where The Wild Things Are” by Maurice Sendak and in hope of dreams to come for my son.
Liam Quin’s grandfather was a proud Tiger. He passed away the week before their first final. A trip to Yarrawonga to bid him farewell brought many memories, all steeped in yellow and black.
There is always a defining moment in the match that all football faithful dread. The dark night-time of the soul for the true believers. That moment is the unwelcome arrival of reality.