What the hell just happened? (or Welcome to Cliche-ville)

Sorry, can we just take a quick time out here please, because the place has gone completely mad.

A few years ago, the American comic Chris Rock noted that the world was upside down, as the best golfer in the world was black and the best rapper in the world was white.

Well what the hell is going on at the minute? I accept that at the end of the day, it is what it is, and that we have to always look forward into the future and not retrospectively go back to where we once were previously in the distant past and repeat ourselves twice, over and over.

I also accept that today is merely tomorrow’s yesterday and that the future is always going to be uncertain because we haven’t gone there yet.

However, what the sam hell is happening in the last few days?

  1. Federer, Sharapova and Nadal all gone in the first three days of Wimbledon.
  2. The Cats blow a lead, any lead, at three quarter time.
  3. Watson will open for Australia.
  4. We tune into Channel 9 Wednesday at 7pm and The Block isn’t on!
  5. A young professional super fit athlete, in his best season ever, working within a heavily controlled diet, fitness and training schedule, is offered a tablet that reduces obesity, and calmly admits to having taken it
  6. I agreed with Mark Doyle
  7. Rudd?!

Is it to do with that weird winter moon recently or just we’ve all lost our collective minds? Have we in some way opened the floodgates to Pandora’s Box of worms, and adopted a completely blasé-faire attitude that is stopping us go the extra mile?

Just as Andy Maher on SEN noted recently that a recent match was the 140th anniversary of Carlton playing Essendon, celebrating 150 years since their first match, a friend of mine said wisely last night that what we pick up on the swings we lose on the roundabouts, but we have been on a rollercoaster down a slippery slide.

As a team it is clear we need to have more scoreboard pressure, and break the lines with our run and carry, and this needs to cascade down from our leadership group.

I believe we need a paradigm shift and have to drive through our burning platform and go the extra mile whilst thinking outside the square made of the nine dots.

It is clear that going forward, we need to reach out, cut through and win the morning, to successfully reposition upwards.

I believe it is only through working shoulder to shoulder, standing back to back, going at it toe to toe, with our shoulders to the wheel and noses to the grindstone, that arm in arm we will successfully succeed.

Let’s get things back to normal. These changes are making my head spin.

I blame the internet, climate change, the surplus of facial hair amongst baristas and an overall failure to return to good old fashioned values and manners.

I’m going to have a lie down, wake me when normal transmission is resumed.

About Sean Curtain

"He was born with a gift of laughter, and a sense that the world was mad". First line of 'Scaramouche' by Sabatini, always liked that.

Comments

  1. aussie80s says

    It’s either the end of the world or just a co-incidence

    It was all foreseen nearly 30 years ago in Ghostbusters:

    Peter Venkman: Well, you can believe Mr. Pecker…
    Walter Peck: My name is “Peck.”
    Venkman: Or you can accept the fact that this city is headed for a disaster of biblical proportions.
    Mayor: What do you mean, “biblical”?
    Ray Stantz: What he means is Old Testament, Mr. Mayor, real wrath-of-God type stuff!
    Venkman: Exactly.
    Stanz: Fire and brimstone coming down from the sky! Rivers and seas boiling!
    Spengler: Forty years of darkness! Earthquakes, volcanoes!
    Winston Zeddmore: The dead rising from the grave!
    Venkman: Human sacrifice! Dogs and cats, living together! Mass hysteria!
    Mayor: Enough! I get the point! And what if you’re wrong?
    Venkman: If we’re wrong, then nothing happens. We go to jail, peacefully, quietly. We’ll enjoy it. But if we’re right, and we can stop this thing… Lenny, you will have saved the lives of millions of registered voters.

    That should just about explain everything except Mark Doyle. Who’s Mark Doyle??

  2. Dr. Mark Doyle
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    An experienced and committed plastic surgeon, Dr. Doyle has been obtaining elegant, life-altering results for his patients for over 20 years.
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  3. Sean, you’re missing point 8. Lleyton Hewitt beats seed R1; boosts Aussie hopes. R2 Lleyton Hewitt gone.

    Glen!

  4. Full moon.

  5. ” THE SECOND COMING

    Turning and turning in the widening gyre
    The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
    Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
    Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
    The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
    The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
    The best lack all conviction, while the worst
    Are full of passionate intensity.

    Surely some revelation is at hand;
    Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
    The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
    When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
    Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
    A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
    A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
    Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
    Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.

    The darkness drops again but now I know
    That twenty centuries of stony sleep
    Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
    And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
    Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born? ”

    William Butler Yeats (1919 in the aftermath of WW1)

  6. SUPER full moon. Larger than normal tides – peptides?

  7. Peter

    Beautiful poem, but as Neil from The Young Ones would say, “heavy man”

    Wouldn’t be many instances of The Block and Yeats/WW1 getting a run in the same article.

    If this is the apocolypse, I’m out of here quick smart.

    Last one out turn off the lights.

    Sean

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