By Neil Anderson Everyone has a ‘second team’ and everyone has a team they love to hate. Last Saturday night the stars finally aligned when the Tigers took on the Blue-chippers. The Bulldogs tried and failed to beat the Blues the previous week, so in a perverse, sick and desperate sort of way, I was [Read more]
One thing worse than following Richmond
Hi Fellow Barrackers, What is worse than being a Richmond supporter? Being Adam Scott. How frustrating is sports sometimes, get great highs but I reckon that the lowest lows almost surpass the glorious highs. Poor old Tiges, fight back like you wouldn’t believe in that last quarter when the game seemed to be done and [Read more]
Anyone for Buffalo Wings?
Shalom one and all, Not much news on the footy front this week – at least for a Carlton supporter. Ahhh the “Brian” Judd case, I have espoused my views to many of you so won’t regurgitate that except to say that “he’s not the Messiah, he’s a very naughty boy!”. The circus around the [Read more]
A Tiger in a nest of Magpies
By Phil Dimitriadis Alexander John Eastham is a different cat. In fact, he is a tiger. Yes, my grandnephew barracks for Richmond. The noteworthy feature of this highly unexpected phenomenon is that 99% of his immediate family are Pies fans. His paternal grandfather Jock is the president of the Gippsland Magpies and has [Read more]
The Wrap – Round XVI
THE WRAP – ROUND XVI WHERE LIFE IMITATES FOOTBALL And what a round it’s been in Footy Eddie. On Friday night The Miseries were singing The Blues as Good Old North Melbourne Were Really On The Ball. The Dockers kept their chances of September Action in the realm of a mathematical possibility and those of [Read more]
I’m mad as hell… but will probably continue to take it
By Cheryl Critchley I’m on a girls’ weekend in beautiful Maldon with three of my favourite people in the world. Great company and plenty of junk to feast on while lounging in a gorgeous old renovated Victorian home in one of Victoria’s best preserved gold rush towns. What could be better? But this special weekend [Read more]
Going troppo
By John Green It doesn’t seem right. Australian football was originally meant for “gentlemen interested in keeping the muscles in full vigour during the winter months”, as stated in an article in Bell’s Life on July 31,1858. Thomas Wills, one of the founding fathers of the game, wrote in a letter to the same publication [Read more]
Standin’ on the outside lookin’ in
The Belconnen U16s mid-year season has been another terrific success with the touring party of Steve, Bernie and I returning safely to Canberra after what had been a weekend full of revelations and surprises. The trip provided insight into the machinations of Melbourne sport unimaginable only 5 days ago. And no bigger surprise came than [Read more]
Four points in the bag…next
There’s not much to say that hasn’t been said about the abysmal game of Australian football between the Melbourne and Richmond clubs, but I’ll add a thought or two. Firstly, two acts stood out in the third quarter against a tide of turnovers, poor choices and first class comedy. One was from a predictable source, [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]
GWS v Richmond
Good Win….Surely. Greasy, Wet and Slippery Ground Well Skinny Gosh, We’re Struggling Giants Will Surprise Gun forwards Will Star Goals With Seconds left Grubby Win- Sealed Grimes Will Strengthen backs Ginger Jackson Was Solid Game Was Sodden John CarrFirst and foremost, I’m a Richmondite- 5th generation and dyed in the wool. I love the club, [Read more]
A couple of bright spots in the rain
What a shocker of a day. Not the football – the weather. Usually there is a slight reprieve, for a few minutes at least, before the sky reloads. Not today. It was just a constant downpour. We shared our train from Lidcombe to Olympic Park with vikings, superheroes, blue-haired french maids, druids, zombies and other [Read more]
Stroppy Jack
Stroppy Jack. Hark, they call, Stroppy Jack! His body language is no good. He’s surly. He’s arrogant. He has a cocky way. Damn straight. Why can’t he be like Lenny Hayes? Why can’t he be like Dunstall? Why can’t he be like Nick? Why [Read more]
The Theatre of Football
I’ve been dying to put into words my day at the Richmond v Hawthorn match two weeks ago, but a swag of uni assignments saw to it that last week’s writing consisted of essay’s, not the footballing type! And though the heights of Friday nights win against the Saints have all but obliterated the memory [Read more]
Almanackers do Wynyard while Tigers do Saints
By Yvette Wroby The Journey: Getting onto a small REX airline 30 seater plane at Tullamarine was a relief after a big week of helping my eldest daughter shift into her flat. Being super mum to three kids meant that a weekend away made the before and after very busy. But once I’m on [Read more]
Dreamtime
Dreamtime, Essendon and Richmond slug it out. The Indigenous round, is a special round for all Aboriginal players, their chance to shine and deliver. Recently, I have become involved in a student Reconciliation group. I have helped promote Reconciliation Week and learnt so much about a side of Australia I barely knew. Max Wiggins
1980 A Personal Footy Almanac – Round 8, Saturday 17 May, v Carlton, MCG
It’s 12.30pm and the upper deck of the Southern Stand is already a sea of faces. Sure, the cool, showery weather has encouraged the early arrivals to grab the under cover seats, but this crowd isn’t just regulars huddled together for shelter. This is huge. I grab one of the few remaining areas of bench [Read more]











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