Brock McLame

There’s no doubt that Jesse Stringer’s recent effort has rocked us off our moral high horse down at KP, but surely Carlton’s Brock McLean takes the AFL knob-jockey award for his social media antics this week. For the uninformed, McLean tweeted “Today can f*ck right off”, to which one of his followers responded (with great humour) [Read more]

A Saints sum-up (sort of)

Predictable: The Saints were always predictable. You knew how “Saints footy” would match up week to week – and how the chapters would inevitably build to a disappointing conclusion. Unpredictable: These Saints are impossible to fathom. Loss-win-win-loss-win-loss-win-loss-win-loss-win-loss. Glorious wins over Carlton and Sydney. Difficult losses to Port Adelaide and Fremantle. Breakneck clashes (albeit both losses) [Read more]

Come on Sainters

So, the last time the Saints played, (against Adelaide a fortnight ago – it seems like a lifetime), I was one grumpy Saints supporter. I was ready to have an uncontrollable rant about the way the boys were playing, the rules of the game, and what I saw to be obvious changes that need to [Read more]

My son hates footy

  By Cheryl Critchley The love of our great game is not genetic. As a Richmond tragic I can prove it. My son hates AFL footy and is angling for a spot in the Guiness Book of Records as the person who has attended the most AFL games but NEVER watched one. Now nine, Ben [Read more]

Waving Money

Waving Money.   Hold on to your storm in a teacups! Word is, some fans took the piss out of a young bloke who chased the money last weekend! Flashed fake dollars at him!    Gasp! Booed, even.    Strewth! What’s more, a few of them made a banner or two that were taken down. [Read more]

1980: A Personal Footy Almanac: Round 14, Saturday 28 June, v Collingwood, MCG

In the respectable household of my childhood, the ABC was our default TV channel. So when it came to footy, my weekly staple was “The Winners”, an hour-long highlights package of the best 2-3 games of the round. Buried late on a Saturday night, it wasn’t the ideal viewing time, but there was nothing quite [Read more]

Special weekend when all your teams get up

Bit of a special weekend of footy for me, but without doubt the highlight  was the win for community footy on Sunday, but more of that later. It’s not often that all your footy teams win on the weekend, but that’s what happened.  Being a bit of a footy tragic, I have followed many teams [Read more]

These here are crazy times

In an era where games often follow scripts more predictable than Two and a Half Men, and finals aspirations tend to expire well before the home straight, the last thing football needs is another reason for supporters to stay at home. Yet those most heavily invested in their team’s fortunes couldn’t help but feel they [Read more]

My first boots

My first footy boots were the aptly named Blue Star. Apt, as I am pretty sure that they were made by Rossiter’s in Unley and of course there were an abundance of star Blues footballers from that postcode (if indeed the PMG had implemented postcodes in 1971) and most of them seemed to be kitted [Read more]

Peel revive, Swans thrive, Falcons dive

WAFL – Round 14 As I wandered down to Fremantle Oval on Sunday to watch South Fremantle play Peel in round 14 of the WAFL I concluded there’s a good reason teams that have just sacked their coach tend to go pretty well first up. It’s about timing. If you’re considering getting rid of your [Read more]

The noble art of booing

“We wuz robbed.  Collingwood couldn’t buy a goal in the last quarter, so that bloody maggot gives Beams a charity 20 metres out.  And that home ground free kick bias is ruining the game.” Sorry, I’m just channeling my inner Bluebagger.  That sense of entitlement that makes them so obnoxious.  I actually couldn’t get that [Read more]

On Price and Freo

I never knew Matt Price. More accurately, I never read Matt Price before he died. I was blissfully unaware of the brilliance that I was missing out on. Having recently discovered Matt, I am in love. The laconic way that he rolls out memorable, witty phrases leaves me in fits of laughter in public places [Read more]

The Punic War, Bryce McGain, and Fitzroy at Bluff Road

I took Friday arvo off. The Cricket Society had a lunch at the Kelvin Club with Bryce McGain the guest of honour. As you all know, anything less than four hours is not lunch, merely the taking of sustenance, merely the warding off the evils of hunger. It just left no time to get back [Read more]

Three Premierships

    “Why is this place underground?” the new bloke asked. “Are you serious? All places like this are underground,” the long time bloke said. “Interrogation rooms, chemical weapon facilities, covert government departments.” “Yeah, but-“ “This is big business. Millions of dollars are spent here, which leads to billions in the broader economy. Our results [Read more]

Outrageous fortune on the half forward flank

There are rules and there are rules. Some are straight forward, like the drive on the left rule. Some make a lot of plain sense, like the wear a seat belt rule. And some, like the holding the ball rule, in Australian rules football are incorrigibly self-conflicted and yet almost profound in their gallant striving [Read more]

John Kingsmill’s Footy Diary

The Winter Solstice When the little people start grinning I’ve consulted the Predicator again and I am here to tell you that the Big P never lies. We’ll need thirteen wins to make the eight this year. St Kilda and Essendon will fall short. The Swans, Carlton and Freo will have nervous times but they’ll [Read more]

He’s not the messiah…

The debut of 2011 Number 1 draft pick Jonathon Patton for the GWS on the weekend created more than just a vast number of footy sub-editors salivating over the prospect of calling him the General in future headlines. In many ways, it was the greatest 7 possession and 4 mark game, let alone first game, [Read more]

Carlton aren’t so bad after all

Our thanks to Jeff Dowsing for bringing this to our attention.  

1980: A Personal Footy Almanac. Round 13, Saturday 21 June, v Essendon, Windy Hill

“Big crowd today, mate?” asks Cam as the attendant clicks our tickets at the gate. He rolls his eyes in reply. “Sure is”, he grunts. As we climb the steps up onto the terrace and survey the scene for ourselves, we’re not so sure. There seem to be plenty of gaps. The official crowd of [Read more]

The day love came to town

  The community of New Norfolk, a township about 22 miles north-west of Tasmania’s capital Hobart, has been having a tough time lately. They have been on the receiving end of a spate of fires; some pyromania, others unfortunate. They needed a lift and like so many country towns these days, their footy club is [Read more]