Here we go again

What a difference a week makes. Cartoon by Yvette Wroby.

No expectations…no worries

No expectations….no worries  (or from the toilet to the sky –a super performance)   With the press in full flight this week of doom and gloom for St.Kilda, and North Melbourne’s  good performances, Saints fans like me were quite reluctant to feel any confidence.  A good six weeks after a nightmare year, a run in [Read more]

Saints Round 21: Going Down the Toilet

Yvette Wroby’s take on the weekend.

Life’s drama: another week in the life of Yvette Wroby and the St Kilda FC

A Wedding, an almost Funeral, two wins and a loss and farewell to the Vikings… It’s been quite a week.  The wedding was at Butleigh Wotton, a beautiful, historic venue, an intimate and beautiful ceremony, a yummy meal and lots of dancing.  In the middle of the dancing, a family friend collapses.  I am the [Read more]

More Pillaging Please (Mer plundring vänligen) – the Viking Saga Continues

Yvette Wroby took some visiting Vikings to the footy.

The Vikings are coming, the Vikings are coming…..

On Thursday the Vikings arrived in the form of the parents of the bride.  Zamir’s son is getting married on the 7th August to a lovely Swedish girl he met in Thailand.  My daughter and I visited the family in Sweden in January while on our adventure, so we met these good and friendly people, [Read more]

The Saints March in and over the Crows

Oh When the Saints…* Oh When the Saints……have belief, effort, run and spread, and poor Opposition…. In the next few weeks, I will be rocking up at my daughter’s school and hear how she is travelling in her Year 11 studies.  We will talk to each teacher and get a run-down of what is working [Read more]

Fast and Furious Life and Football

  I could start this piece and write about St. Kilda (and Hawthorn’s) wonderful premiership coach, mentor and friend, Allan “Yabby” Jeans, 1933-2011.  His passing this week has left the world a little colder.  He was loved by family, friends and the football world, no matter who you are. I could start this piece with [Read more]

Sandringham gets done

  by Yvette Wroby   It was a sunnier morning on Saturday when we were preparing for a local VFL game, Sandringham Zebras versus Northern Bullants.  Having gone for the first time a fortnight ago, this time we knew what to prepare for.  New provisions were our two fold out chairs for comfort, our two [Read more]

“Just” ends up being good enough.

An English psychoanalyst  Winnicott came up with the phrase “good enough mothering” where he relieved the anxiety of millions of mothers (and later parents) when he talked not about being a perfect mother (parent) but a good enough one.  The difference was in being present and available.  There is an inbuilt need that there be [Read more]

We won….

Well, Sandringham Zebras won today against Collingwood seconds, and I’ll take that, thanks very much indeed.  My last Almanac offering started an email conversation and coaching panel between another Almanacker and Saints supporter and sufferer, DD and myself. He let me know he’s a regular follower of Sandringham, so gets to see the young players [Read more]

The very many things I learned or “Were you watching and learning from the Clinic Geelong put on tonight?”:

Don’t play the same team that Geelong keep beating.  Other than Stevens, all were older and none the wiser playing against the top team so far this year. Don’t kick out of bounds. If you are going to pick up a Geelong player, can we get a better one please? Don’t expect the old guard [Read more]

The Slow Journey From Hope To Joy

    I’ve been writing about hope for several weeks.  My fellow writer and muse John Harms has suggested I read Victor Frankl’s Man’s Search For Meaning and then the wonderful yarn by Brian Matthews:   A Fine and Private Place. Victor’s book is about a man’s search for understanding  the suffering at the hands [Read more]

Other than football…

Yesterday, on Saturday 4th June, I joined a friend from the budding Glen Eira Artists Society at a stall in Carnegie.  It was part of the support provided by friends and colleagues and community to the artist Anthony Breslin.  Several years ago, Anthony used his life savings and substantial borrowings to buy an old church.  [Read more]

Winning and losing at the same time.

Is there such thing as winning without casualties in 2011? It’s Sunday night and we’re watching my sister’s team, the Doggies, being pummelled the Hawks.  It’s awful to watch and I know the feeling of suffering.  Her first sms was:  Sigh.  Her second was:    I should write for the Almanac too so that I can [Read more]

Hope…

Last week I finished reading the novel by Siri Hustvedt :  What I loved.  She is writing about the wayward friend of a son, who is a lost soul.  The narrator, his close family friend and someone there from birth, writes:  “…I knew that his last words gave me hope.  People imagine that hope has [Read more]

The Monday Night Lament

The Monday Night Lament (sung to the tune of Peter Paul and Mary’s “Where have all the flowers gone.”) by Yvette Wroby Where have all Saint good games gone, Long time passing Where have all the good ones gone,  Long time ago Where have all the good wins gone, gone to others, almost every one [Read more]

Nick Unloads

That wouldn’t be the head of a certain well known ex-football manager would it? Yvette Wroby speculates at to Nick Riewoldt’s current thoughts (with a little help from an Age photo.

The Five Stages of Death and Dying

Denial: I got my NAB Cup footy record so I’ve got my list of all the opposition players, as well as my TV recording as well as my comfortable armchair.  So my feet are up after a day in my studio listening to North Melbourne get their first win for the season.  I have been [Read more]

Half-watched

You know that game kids play when there is something spooky like a scary movie and you watch between your fingers because you kinda don’t want to watch and you kinda do.  I half-watched St.Kilda half-play last night on the TV.  It was the most reluctant I have ever been to watch a game.  Gone [Read more]