Cheshire Cats in Park

By Yvette Wroby Yvette WrobyYvette Wroby writes, cartoons, paints through life and gets most pleasure when it’s about football, and more specifically the Saints. Believes in following dreams and having a go. cartoonswork.com.au

the damp Sherrin

    grand final dawn a bit of tightness in my hammys     low cloud Cloke’s long drop punt splits the ‘G in half     even on this day Stevie J reminds us the ‘G is a playing field     half-time at the pub another round of texting     lights on [Read more]

Happy Cats

By Yvette Wroby In the tradition of Weg. If you’re interested, Yvette can provide more originals for $150 or coloured photocopies for $30. 25% of proceeds to the Royal Children’s Hospital.           Yvette WrobyYvette Wroby writes, cartoons, paints through life and gets most pleasure when it’s about football, and more specifically [Read more]

Review of “The Club” New Paintings by Peter Ferrier

Love of Football is in the Air – its final time and time for art and I popped in to an  exhibition a few weeks ago to get to see Peters work again.  He used to be in a Gallery onSt.Kilda Roadand I used to drive back on my way home from work, and check [Read more]

preliminary final – the clock stops

    late september the veteran scores the winning goal     the MCG in spring — alive with hawks, magpies and seagulls     the moon punches a hole in the sky — Tarrant spoils     bad live stream our hopes flickering     spring haze a field of heavy-limbed footballers     [Read more]

Tabloid news: “oh, the horror!”

  by Stuart Bigless I must admit to being one who gravitates toward The Age online site to keep up with current news events. I find that the Age tends to avoid the sensationalist approach to news that its main competitor seems to revel in. Or so I thought. Here’s what I found last night when I [Read more]

deeper into spring

spring sunset the difference a goal makes       freshly cut fields Swan feeds on the MCG     cloud then sun then cloud yet to hit our stride       looking for the angle Krakouer turns his back to the goals       a gap in the clouds Wellingham catches the [Read more]

Footy Pictures by Jim Pavlidis and lunch with my mum

  by Yvette Wroby   I love meeting the real people at Almanac events after I have read their pieces or seen their art work.  There’s a community of twisted, interesting people all linked by words and creativity.  So I took my Mum on Saturday to Jim Pavlidis and his fourteen wonderful, iconoclastic  masterpieces.  I [Read more]

Football and music. Part I.

    Tonight in Tassie, outside, the city streets were still with cold. Empty. Inside, sitting in the warm seaweed sway of a noisy Friday night pub, I was watching the footy on a small monitor above the wine fridge, while the band, behind me, did their thing. The football looked strange. A pocket of [Read more]

Haiku Bob – round 24: some buds open

spring evening squealing cats spoil my dreams packed ‘G long after the goal I hear it fast moving clouds a chain of handpasses ends with a goal the curved path of the moon — Fasolo from the pocket last drinks our last goal turns out to be our last filling the half-empty stadium final siren [Read more]

the splintered pack

  12 goals clear Krakouer kicks the last on impulse     spring petals — Cloke plucks one close to home     Sandilands jumps — the splintered pack releases the goal sneak     the many paths life takes us peppering the goals     Swan sets off everyone left behind     winter’s [Read more]

round 22 – haiku bob – nearing spring

  warmer nights — the kick-out reaches the centre square       our latest back six concedes the first goal in under a minute       the old world connects to the new — Fasolo curls one back       late winter — gaps in our desire filled by Ball     [Read more]

Haiku Bob Round 21: length of the wing

  full moon Leon in every passage         a forward thrust as far as Tarrant’s fist and no further         six points such cheap reward for Wellingham’s goal         buds begin to flower — Fasolo plucks one from the pack         tucked under [Read more]

Haiku Bob Round 20: somewhere the moon

  winter rain — the ball tossed between bodies of water     somewhere the moon — Port players have trouble finding the ball     soggy night — Blair uses his lack of height     night rain — Collingwood players add to the glitter     non-stop rain — a dyke erected across [Read more]

somewhere the moon

    winter rain — the ball tossed between bodies of water   somewhere the moon — Port players have trouble finding the ball   soggy night — Blair uses his lack of height   night rain — Collingwood players add to the glitter   non-stop rain — a dyke erected across the half-back line [Read more]

The White Mouse

by Damian O’Donnell She crept around; a tiny mouse, But when she struck, It was through the heart. She made Hitler’s list, Her name at the very top. Where is she? the lunatic raged. New Zealand saw her birth Australia her growth, The French her courage.   Vale the White Mouse. Dips O'DonnellI’m passionate about [Read more]

round 19: haiku bob – slipstreaming

This week’s match report comes from Budapest in Hungary where I attended the Formula 1 Grand Prix. Fascinating city. Wonderful race. And another Magpie victory.   practice session — every one of Cloke’s kicks is a goal     safety car — Prismall’s knee collapses at the first turn     slipstreaming – Pendlebury moves [Read more]

Hotel Docklands-ifornia

  by Anthony Thomas   MYSTERY surrounds the discovery of a woman in the toilets at Etihad Stadium suffering from cold, two days after the Melbourne venue was last used. It’s believed the 57-year-old woman had spent two days locked inside the ground in central Melbourne following the AFL match between Geelong and Richmond on [Read more]

backing into the swell

taking my lead from fellow floreat pican andrea mcnamara this week. i too was ‘by the sea’ for this game. actually, it was a lake – and we were in the middle of it. on an island about 3 hours north of stockholm called örjung. beautiful, peaceful place with classic swedish scenery – water, forest, [Read more]

A Heavenly Forum

Oppy and Mocky were chesting the bar, Looking down on the Tour from a heavenly star, “Doesn’t seem fair we’ve all fought so long, The Champs Elysee needs an Aussie Fair song.”   But things just don’t happen from man’s good intention, Just a small touch of luck – some divine intervention, So they called [Read more]