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I kept up with the score via 'phone and radio. We were down at "Garrison Point" - were in 1796 Banksown was "founded" with a garrison of marines - having the under nines' soccer bbq.Great day for it: low twenties and oodles of sun.What a flogging. It was over by half time: 80 to 20 or something was it not?
Yes, it was clearly all over red rover by half time. Even the best of teams would have found it impossible to make such a significant come back in the second half.Final score: 24.19 (163) to 6.9 (44).For a team talking so "big" before the match, and such an arse of a coach, maybe they should have spent less time boasting and more time training for the game. Serves 'em right.Exotic location for under-9s to be eating post match Father! Assume the BBQ was after the game? Did your side win it?
Thanks Dylan, Timmy, Kath! "Tonight, it is Duck Friday in all our hearts!Indeed it is Timmy, and you're a true gentleman for saying so! :-DKath - Thommo looked done-for long before the match ended. I've never seen him looking so tired. The exhaustion - and relief - almost seemed too much for him to bare. He was rightly proud though, as were the entire support team and the players. The Cats have been a mighty team all season, topping it with the biggest win in history is a damned fine thing, damn fine! The Golden Child now does one heck of a pompom shake Kath - he didn't know why, nor did he care, but he and I enthusiastically and noisily shook our pompoms for the goals!
And Kath: all those people who poured their money into betting on Port during this last week? Tee hee.Tee hee.Tee hee.Tee hee.:-D
Let's try that again...No game - they're well over. Just snags, onions, wine, beer and soft drink.And much playing in the sun at the river's edge under a sign stating "Do not consume fish caught in this stretch of..."You, obviously, are enjoying the win? much wine and laughter? As well you should. Forty-four years is a long wait.I will have little interest in the League GF tomorrow. My team - that which I grew up with and which recieved my "tribal" loyalty - Wests (the Magpies) are nowadays half a team. We won half a premiership some time ago.I believe I will go to “Freiburg upon Fairfield’tomorrow for "Oktoberfest". German sausage and a stein for lunch seems a good idea. I might than be in a position to gather enough interest to watch the Storm belt Manly at the club later.
Ah, I misunderstood. Thought there was still a game to be played. Sounds a beautiful day of food and leisure Father.Lot of people tipping Manly. Don't follow the code, so can't opine. Hoping Storm will bring it home, if for no other reason than Molly could keep his fence painted for another week, or so. (Molly Meldrum has his - largish concrete - fence painted for the finals each year, one side Storm, the other side StKilda, if they get up. This year both sides are painted for Storm. The repainting happens quickly if his team/s lose. Hmm, just realised I should have taken a pic. Ah, well. Next year. He's just down the road.)
Excellent! I'm so glad your Cats won. I know you know what a big fan of cats I am! Three cheers for the Cats!!!!
I hate cats. But I hate South Australians more.Yay the cats!
Any reason for supporting the Cats is a good reason Geoff. Your exuberance is accepted as legitimate and heartfelt."con't" - ?????????????????
I don't really hate cats. And I used to know Dennis Marshall!I guess that would be flagrant name dropping if there is anyone around who remember who he was.
You should feel free to be flagrant.At least he's still alive (I think). Might be a different story if you were name-dropping the dead and innocent, no longer able to deny all knowledge of you.