Saturday, June 17, 2006

Subiaco shocker. Recruit Flacco as a Docker.

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.

Oh God, they've been back on the field 30 seconds and Geelong has already scored again.

Bring on Brazil.

7 Comments:

At 12:32 am, Blogger Grump Les Tiltskin said...

That was an abysmal effort by the Quokkas today, Super. What happened?!?!

 
At 12:36 am, Blogger SuperFreo! said...

Don't go there, Girlfren'.

 
At 12:12 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said...

shocker/docker/quokka

watch, there's another rupert mccall around

'cept this time he's not rhyming/rapping about smell m'finger

 
At 4:14 pm, Anonymous superfreo said...

My favourite all-time League player is Malcolm Smell M'Finger.
As a centre, not a winger, he was oft' known to malinger.
Now the big man coaches Queensland so, kids, there's no need to worry.
No more he consorts with racey sorts like Dave Moore or Bill Hurrey.

 
At 10:48 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said...

i've never really been a major fan of acker-dacker
nor at any time have been pro-murdoch or kerry packer
trouble is i'm often referred to as a bloody bludging slacker
though it surely beats the hell out of being a "major wacker"

now, it's true, at once one stage i was into the big league
i loved my souths, the bruce astill-kind, and long suffered the fatigue
of waiting for the premiership to make its way to davies park
and feel the peace of footy glory settling long after dark

but, at some stage, somewhere, the two roads were parted
it was as if one were marking time and the other kick-started
upon my return from the time away in the early to mid-90s
the football seemed trite, the atmosphere manufactured, and everything else just shite

i think the disconnection really began somewhere in the 1980s
the emergence of the broncos and the ads for k-k-katies
no doubt continued on when i was away from oz
still no fan of acker-dacker, nor a fan of bros.

i still look on those days with a sweet recollection
of astill and reardon, of harry and meninga, and the rest of the section
who did souths proud and captured my attention
let's not forget bill argeros, and the rest ... too many to mention

now the meejah are full of admiration of the latest thing, it's soccer
yet upon the scorching of eyes of the world is delivered a bloody shocker
how a game can turn on a dive and a ref, it's a crying shame
only goes to reinforce, that soccer's a f*ckbag of a game

 
At 11:02 pm, Blogger SuperFreo! said...

Oh, that was truly brilliant.

Such memories. Only in the last line did you tip your identity.

How'd you remember all them Souths players??? I thought I was the only one.

 
At 7:07 pm, Blogger Grump Les Tiltskin said...

As you know, Supes, I too was a huge Souths fan - even played for 'em for a while - but only until the BRL was blown out of the water by the stupid Broncos.

Go Souths. Onya Dockers. Stuff the knockers.

 

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