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]

Victory is ours

Before Saturday it had rained and rained. Some parts of my school were flooded. Just when we were about to confirm tennis was off, it stopped Friday lunch. We were able to play! We played away at a club we have played every season. We had a great percentage boosting win. Just what Essendon needed [Read more]

The Swans nail it

I want you to stop what you’re doing and have a look at your finger nails. They’re not very substantial are they? Wafer thin, inconsequential pieces of stuff that sit at the end of the finger they have a few functions; they gather dirt and bacteria and horde it under their protective shell (for what [Read more]

Amidst the gloom, an ironclad great

I am in a deep malaise today. Part of it is the reality of being back in cold, old Melbourne, and the lingering sense of post-holiday depression after a terrific 3 weeks with my wife and baby son in mid-20s temperatures in Italy. But more so, it’s the “how close” world of football. As far [Read more]

Less Bleu, more Roja

Euro 2012 coverage QTR Final 3 France 0 – 2 Spain Spain will play Portugal in the first semi-final early Thursday morning. Les(s) Bleus, who played in white – the colour of their surrender – will head home after losing their second consecutive match. They looked every bit the unsettled team the press would have [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]

The Inescapable Game

By Madeleine Kerr I don’t really follow footy. Strange, I know. I’ve never been to a footy game either. Again, strange, I know. But footy is still a part of my life, albeit a rather small part. I see the excitement it causes my friends, my family, my cousins, my classmates, even my teachers. Footy [Read more]

The 2012 ‘Mopsy’ Fraser Cup – Round 13

Greetings Tipsters Victor Trumper is the subject of the most superbly elegant photograph of a batsman, shot at The Oval in July 1902. The glittering new stand at the SCG is named for him, and here Dad and I took our superb seats on Friday night. I’ve mixed feelings about the Victor Trumper Stand, because [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]

Two goals for the price of one

Euro 2012 coverage by Lee Hugh McGowan QTR Final 2 Germany 4 – 2 Greece The highest scoring game in the tournament was a far cry from the austerity being discussed by their governments. The Greeks continued their nation’s form for giving away the goods and the Germans, generous to a fault, gifted them two [Read more]

Byes

I took my bye bye a week before the Swans. Left Sydney behind and flew three hours up the east coast to a pocket of paradise north of Cairns. Yirrganydji country. Rainforest country. As far away as you can be and imagine from the southern states. Home was a bungalow in the treetops, looking out [Read more]

Summer

  by Madi Pane   To me summer is all about family, Christmas and of course everything revolves around when the cricket is on. Over December and January we always go down to our beach house in Rye and my older cousins come up and stay with us for a while. Every summer brings in [Read more]

The Ballad of Geelong 2012

Round 1 The reigning premiers were put to the test When the season opened in the west A new coach poached and on the move The Dockers had a point to prove Both sides played with skill and talent The game was close, the Cats were gallant Pavlich, reliable, like a golden retriever Ballantyne went [Read more]

Ooh Rockin’ Robin Tweet Tweet!

Greetings to all, The last week of the byes descend upon us but much of this week’s news inches consumed by a couple of twits!  As someone who has blown the whistle in anger I concur with the AFL stance on displaying support of umpires, however they want their cake and eat when they want [Read more]

All quiet on the touchline techonology front….

Hush-toned Euro 2012 coverage QTR Final 1 Czech Republic 0 – 1 Portugal Before we get to the yawn fest from this morning. I wanted to offer some thoughts on the digital cloud hanging over the group stages. I’ve been waiting for vociferous English support of the Ukraine’s stricken goal. Long before their game the [Read more]

Are Old Geelong the real deal?

V.A.F.A. Division 1 – Round 8 review It was a win that made the rest of the competition sit up and take a bit more notice of the men from Como Park. A victory over the previously unbeaten Peninsula, who are notoriously difficult to overcome on their own patch down the coast. What also made [Read more]

Summertime

By Jennifer Douglas Today was like any other summer day. I sat, perched on the Jones’s flag pole as I watched the people walk in and out of their little corner shop. One by one carrying bags of battered fish and chips, the grease making the paper transparent. I watched and waited, following them with [Read more]

Royal Ascot Tour Diaries – Day 1 – Frank, Joe and the Guv

  London. 4am. The sun already streams. Australian trainers would love fart-of-sparrow track-work in such early brilliant light. My own body clock is either still rooted, or the excitement of Royal Ascot opening day, and particularly Frankel, has me doing form and absorbing video previews and tips at this ungodly hour. It’s like Christmas morning [Read more]

A Different Tone of Blue

By Emily Leydin   My two favourite teams were going up against each other, the Kangas and the Cats. In the days leading up to the big game, I had been trying to work out which jumper I would wear. My Geelong jumper, with the navy blue horizontal stripes with number 35 amidst the players’ [Read more]