Hammer the hammer. Byron the Schammer. Maradona the scammer
... not that I consider European football a boring game.
On the contrary, it's right up there with the hammer-throw as worthy of attention once every four years.
I was born, bred and am currently breeding in the Indian Ocean port city of Fremantle. My grandfather first arrived here in 1942 on the P&O liner Alkaline. But the jarrah boards of the harbour pier burnt his feet. He hopped back on board and high-tailed it for Sydney, where the decks are cooler and the girls do hula. He and Grandmother have been talking about Freo ever since the fire went out.
... not that I consider European football a boring game.
Based on what I saw in Germany, I'm sticking by my pre-world cup prediction that the Socceroos will win it before the millennium is out.
That first half against the Cats (Dockers down by 40 points) was enough to drive a man to drink - a Rogers', from the stable of local brewer Little Creatures, actually.
Dockers champion Matthew Pavlich
Troy Cook,
To this amateur punster,
I see, from this weekend's Fremantle Herald, that Cockburn city has missed out on the super stadium it had proposed to the WA Government taskforce looking into such things.