You can find yourself talking footy any-old-where.
Holy Grail
September 24, 2012 by 1 Comment
The tension is building for Jake ‘Cobba’ Stevens as the Swans fight for the silver chalice.
Haiku Bob: still alive
September 22, 2012 by Leave a Comment
Haiku Bob on the Pies’ successful evening playing the Eagles
Qualifying Final – Clouded Moon
September 14, 2012 by 2 Comments
Haiku Bob ponders the elements as the Pies go down to Hawthorn
Haiku Bob: so little done
August 30, 2012 by 3 Comments
Haiku Bob’s take on the recent West Coast v Collingwood match
Footy Poetry: Josh
August 27, 2012 by 2 Comments
Matt Zurbo is at a footy-watching, beer-drinking, rock’n’roll, Saturday night thirtieth.
where there’s no light
August 16, 2012 by Leave a Comment
setting sun far fr o m it Beams where there’s no light wet under foot Harry’s careful side steps through traffic rain falls swirling & bobbing up Didak sliver of moon Fasolo threads it through on & off rain Cloke’s form blurred night closes in two and a half [Read more]
seconds ticking
August 9, 2012 by 4 Comments
august night hot puffs of breath enter the stadium the moon witness to all the mistakes under the sun night chill Reid rises from the mist bare trees all authority gone from our game Saints hit the front the stadium changes tune long bomb the rush [Read more]
light and shade
August 2, 2012 by Leave a Comment
sunset a few purple patches kill off the game evening sky no great signs only flashes playing the bottom team the caller questions a lack of urgency twilight game the zig-zag path to goal empty seats Cloke marks alone and unattended fading light Wood losing what little he had twilight the light and shade of [Read more]
haiku bob: more than daylight
July 26, 2012 by 2 Comments
hawks glide casting shadows across the ‘G bright winter sun – more than daylight between the two teams static forward line winter stillness ice cold hands even in the sunshine – the slumping star for a moment nothing but Rioli heavy defeat looms my life too lacks direction packed [Read more]
Man on the gate
July 23, 2012 by 7 Comments
By Brendan Ryan Oilskin keeping out the cold the muscles in his legs wearing down through the under 12s, netball, under 14s, under 18s, reserves and finally seniors around two. A job we all expect somebody to do. A man who complements the scene of cars nosed up to the boundary fence, [Read more]
already gone
July 19, 2012 by 1 Comment
cat wakes up magpies already gone night mist – the tagger looks around for his man rain and fog – still no sign of Cloke pouring rain a long stream of handballs rain squalls – players chase the ball to and fro Swan streams forward rain begins to clear 8 goal quarter – [Read more]
Our land of plenty
July 17, 2012 by 3 Comments
Our land of plenty, a faraway zone That lodged in the mind of this schoolboy at home O’er the horizon and far from my gaze But a hot-bed of promise even in Bloods bad old days The Farrer League clubs carried names full of song There was Culcairn , Coolamon and Grong Grong Matong [Read more]
changing pitch
July 12, 2012 by 2 Comments
four beers in things a little ragged down back and up forward winter frost yawning cracks in the back half Beams unsighted the moon hiding in the clouds needing a goal from anywhere Thomas from nowhere back in it the crowd’s noise changes pitch wellinghamagro [Read more]
the rainbow’s arch
July 5, 2012 by Leave a Comment
how to stay warm – the game opens with more tackles than kicks break in the clouds play gets switched to the sunny side burst of sunshine a tangle of shadows around the ball changing conditions the ruckman does the roving icy wind and rain an Irishman prepares to [Read more]
The Almanacker’s Lament (apologies to John O’Brien)
July 3, 2012 by 4 Comments
“We’ll all be rooned,” said Litza, In accents most forlorn, “This bloody Ratten shits ya, I wish he’d not been born.” Peter_B
A little more
June 28, 2012 by 5 Comments
deep in the last term – when little more can be done we do a little more my heart beats – the ball falls from his arms Elliot’s heroics – a reminder I’m not a child sky bereft of blue how difficult some goals are overcast Beams making something out of [Read more]
Megan Gale vs Jennifer Hawkins
June 20, 2012 by 16 Comments
Do you like rap or rock ‘n’ roll? Silver troughs or toilet bowls? The Great Outdoors or Getaway? Eminem or Dr Dre? Sidney Myer or David Jones? The Beatles or the Rolling Stones? Rugby League or Aussie Rules? Corporate clowns or Holy Fools? Fat cigars or cigarettes? Busty blondes or slim brunettes? Jesus Christ [Read more]
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