doom and gloom

[dieter 3,325]

I started following the demons when I went to my grandmother's house on a Saturday in late September 1958 and watched a game of a very foreign code unfold. I found myself barracking for the team that was losing, sadly an inclination that has shadowed my life: my daughter said to me 6 years ago, Why do you always back losers? I grew up in Bulldog territory, had Teddy Whitten himself bring round a Budgie I'd won in some crappy competition, a budgie I soon released to its fate because of all the maintenance requirements.

So, as it turned out, I chanced on a winner. The demons were in every final till 1964. I was at cricket practice as Neil Crompton replied to the infamous Gabelich wobbly run and goal. Then came the drought we all know about. But, there were glimmers, Hardemann, Alves, Wells, Dillon, Parke - though I wished he could kick! - Sullivan, Baker, Fowler, Smith, the might Flower. Then came Northey, a night premiership, five years of finals, then Schwartz, Charles, Tingay, Lyon, Neitz, the Daniher years of one up, one down, and the chaos that followed.

I started following Demonland during Mark Neeld's reign. I met him at a bottle shop where I work part time. He was/is a lovely guy who was passionate about what was happening and about to happen with his team. It didn't work out. Along came Roos. The saviour, I welcomed it because my brother always barracked for the Roys and I ended up watching as many Fitzroy games as Melbourne games in the late 70's and 80's. I read all the training reports, and do report that before I opened my computer the day on the day Jess Hogan's injury was reported I had a premonition about our boy Jess.

So there's the NAB cup, then I await the announcement of the first team before the St Kilda game and I despair: there's no forward line, it's totally ad hoc because of INJURIES.

Round two: ditto, no tall forwards, the Ruck position totally compromised by the fact that Spencer is the ONLY man standing.

Round three: Ditto forward line, ditto the Ruck, and who is Spencer's opponent: the one and only Lewis Mumford, world famous ruck man and philosopher.

In the meantime, I'm reading the pathetic doom and gloom posts on this site and finally I can't take it any more. I want to say to you doom and gloom mongers that the Demons will only START to be competitive when and if they can field a side that contains the likes of Garland, Hogan, Gawn, Jamar, a fully fit Dawes and quite probably Riley and Michie.

Till that happens, why not watch the evolution of something that is potentially very good and allow time to heal what was obviously a very deep-seated cultural problem at the Melbourne Footy Club.

[Giles 179]

Well said. I've had my moments... surely it can't get any worse and we're on the up from here.

[Frosty Demon 153]

Jamar is finished. He was finished several years ago.

[Return to Glory 8,250]

We're doomed. Doomed I say.

[jimbo1982 94]

Here here Dieter. My sentiments exactly!

[Little Goffy 14,067]

We'll all be rooned.

[gsmith12 491]

I started following the demons when I went to my grandmother's house on a Saturday in late September 1958 and watched a game of a very foreign code unfold. I found myself barracking for the team that was losing, sadly an inclination that has shadowed my life: my daughter said to me 6 years ago, Why do you always back losers? I grew up in Bulldog territory, had Teddy Whitten himself bring round a Budgie I'd won in some crappy competition, a budgie I soon released to its fate because of all the maintenance requirements.

So, as it turned out, I chanced on a winner. The demons were in every final till 1964. I was at cricket practice as Neil Crompton replied to the infamous Gabelich wobbly run and goal. Then came the drought we all know about. But, there were glimmers, Hardemann, Alves, Wells, Dillon, Parke - though I wished he could kick! - Sullivan, Baker, Fowler, Smith, the might Flower. Then came Northey, a night premiership, five years of finals, then Schwartz, Charles, Tingay, Lyon, Neitz, the Daniher years of one up, one down, and the chaos that followed.

I started following Demonland during Mark Neeld's reign. I met him at a bottle shop where I work part time. He was/is a lovely guy who was passionate about what was happening and about to happen with his team. It didn't work out. Along came Roos. The saviour, I welcomed it because my brother always barracked for the Roys and I ended up watching as many Fitzroy games as Melbourne games in the late 70's and 80's. I read all the training reports, and do report that before I opened my computer the day on the day Jess Hogan's injury was reported I had a premonition about our boy Jess.

So there's the NAB cup, then I await the announcement of the first team before the St Kilda game and I despair: there's no forward line, it's totally ad hoc because of INJURIES.

Round two: ditto, no tall forwards, the Ruck position totally compromised by the fact that Spencer is the ONLY man standing.

Round three: Ditto forward line, ditto the Ruck, and who is Spencer's opponent: the one and only Lewis Mumford, world famous ruck man and philosopher.

In the meantime, I'm reading the pathetic doom and gloom posts on this site and finally I can't take it any more. I want to say to you doom and gloom mongers that the Demons will only START to be competitive when and if they can field a side that contains the likes of Garland, Hogan, Gawn, Jamar, a fully fit Dawes and quite probably Riley and Michie.

Till that happens, why not watch the evolution of something that is potentially very good and allow time to heal what was obviously a very deep-seated cultural problem at the Melbourne Footy Club.

Understand your frustration dieter however you are not Robinson Crusoe, in fact there a many posters on this site of your vintage or older who are suffering the same feelings.

What hurts me more than anything is the disappointment I see in the faces of my sons and grandsons when we continue to suffer heavy losses.

All we can do is soldier on and hope for some injury relief.

[darkhorse72 1,867]

At least you have seen a day premiership

[angrydee 842]

Understand your frustration dieter however you are not Robinson Crusoe, in fact there a many posters on this site of your vintage or older who are suffering the same feelings.

What hurts me more than anything is the disappointment I see in the faces of my sons and grandsons when we continue to suffer heavy losses.

All we can do is soldier on and hope for some injury relief.

At least your grandchildren are demons.

Mine are lost to the game, except for one who follows the filth - I can't find it in my heart to disown him, though.

[DemonOX 8,712]

I started following the demons when I went to my grandmother's house on a Saturday in late September 1958 and watched a game of a very foreign code unfold. I found myself barracking for the team that was losing, sadly an inclination that has shadowed my life: my daughter said to me 6 years ago, Why do you always back losers? I grew up in Bulldog territory, had Teddy Whitten himself bring round a Budgie I'd won in some crappy competition, a budgie I soon released to its fate because of all the maintenance requirements.

So, as it turned out, I chanced on a winner. The demons were in every final till 1964. I was at cricket practice as Neil Crompton replied to the infamous Gabelich wobbly run and goal. Then came the drought we all know about. But, there were glimmers, Hardemann, Alves, Wells, Dillon, Parke - though I wished he could kick! - Sullivan, Baker, Fowler, Smith, the might Flower. Then came Northey, a night premiership, five years of finals, then Schwartz, Charles, Tingay, Lyon, Neitz, the Daniher years of one up, one down, and the chaos that followed.

I started following Demonland during Mark Neeld's reign. I met him at a bottle shop where I work part time. He was/is a lovely guy who was passionate about what was happening and about to happen with his team. It didn't work out. Along came Roos. The saviour, I welcomed it because my brother always barracked for the Roys and I ended up watching as many Fitzroy games as Melbourne games in the late 70's and 80's. I read all the training reports, and do report that before I opened my computer the day on the day Jess Hogan's injury was reported I had a premonition about our boy Jess.

So there's the NAB cup, then I await the announcement of the first team before the St Kilda game and I despair: there's no forward line, it's totally ad hoc because of INJURIES.

Round two: ditto, no tall forwards, the Ruck position totally compromised by the fact that Spencer is the ONLY man standing.

Round three: Ditto forward line, ditto the Ruck, and who is Spencer's opponent: the one and only Lewis Mumford, world famous ruck man and philosopher.

In the meantime, I'm reading the pathetic doom and gloom posts on this site and finally I can't take it any more. I want to say to you doom and gloom mongers that the Demons will only START to be competitive when and if they can field a side that contains the likes of Garland, Hogan, Gawn, Jamar, a fully fit Dawes and quite probably Riley and Michie.

Till that happens, why not watch the evolution of something that is potentially very good and allow time to heal what was obviously a very deep-seated cultural problem at the Melbourne Footy Club.

Well said.

Welcome to the nut house d.

[praha 11,131]

I started following the demons when I went to my grandmother's house on a Saturday in late September 1958 and watched a game of a very foreign code unfold. I found myself barracking for the team that was losing, sadly an inclination that has shadowed my life: my daughter said to me 6 years ago, Why do you always back losers? I grew up in Bulldog territory, had Teddy Whitten himself bring round a Budgie I'd won in some crappy competition, a budgie I soon released to its fate because of all the maintenance requirements.

So, as it turned out, I chanced on a winner. The demons were in every final till 1964. I was at cricket practice as Neil Crompton replied to the infamous Gabelich wobbly run and goal. Then came the drought we all know about. But, there were glimmers, Hardemann, Alves, Wells, Dillon, Parke - though I wished he could kick! - Sullivan, Baker, Fowler, Smith, the might Flower. Then came Northey, a night premiership, five years of finals, then Schwartz, Charles, Tingay, Lyon, Neitz, the Daniher years of one up, one down, and the chaos that followed.

I started following Demonland during Mark Neeld's reign. I met him at a bottle shop where I work part time. He was/is a lovely guy who was passionate about what was happening and about to happen with his team. It didn't work out. Along came Roos. The saviour, I welcomed it because my brother always barracked for the Roys and I ended up watching as many Fitzroy games as Melbourne games in the late 70's and 80's. I read all the training reports, and do report that before I opened my computer the day on the day Jess Hogan's injury was reported I had a premonition about our boy Jess.

So there's the NAB cup, then I await the announcement of the first team before the St Kilda game and I despair: there's no forward line, it's totally ad hoc because of INJURIES.

Round two: ditto, no tall forwards, the Ruck position totally compromised by the fact that Spencer is the ONLY man standing.

Round three: Ditto forward line, ditto the Ruck, and who is Spencer's opponent: the one and only Lewis Mumford, world famous ruck man and philosopher.

In the meantime, I'm reading the pathetic doom and gloom posts on this site and finally I can't take it any more. I want to say to you doom and gloom mongers that the Demons will only START to be competitive when and if they can field a side that contains the likes of Garland, Hogan, Gawn, Jamar, a fully fit Dawes and quite probably Riley and Michie.

Till that happens, why not watch the evolution of something that is potentially very good and allow time to heal what was obviously a very deep-seated cultural problem at the Melbourne Footy Club.

Nice work.

[pineapple dee 2,892]

Giles, why did Leigh Matthews try to kill you every time we played the hawks ????

[dieter 3,325]

Giles, why did Leigh Matthews try to kill you every time we played the hawks ????

Ditto Steve Smith...

[gsmith12 491]

At least your grandchildren are demons.

Mine are lost to the game, except for one who follows the filth - I can't find it in my heart to disown him, though.

Sorry to hear that.

My Grandchildren really had no choice, swamped with Demon gear from an early age courtesy of uncles etc, learnt the Grand Old Flag early on etc etc.

Just hope they see some sustained success soon.

[Redleg 40,232]

What hurts me more than anything is the disappointment I see in the faces of my sons and grandsons when we continue to suffer heavy losses.

I agree with that completely. Both my children, a son and daughter, now adults, are fanatical Dees, like their parents. I also find the worst thing about our situation, is the look on their faces.

I have now come to grips with our situation and am trying to not let it hurt me, but I can see it hurts them.

As my son said to me recently, I just want to see us playing good football, it has been bad for so long. He goes to every game in Victoria and even to Geelong, which I swore off going to after 186.

It is very hard to remain passionate about the Dees, but and here I go again, I can see a light at the end of the tunnel.

[old dee 23,506]

I agree with that completely. Both my children, a son and daughter, now adults, are fanatical Dees, like their parents. I also find the worst thing about our situation, is the look on their faces.

I have now come to grips with our situation and am trying to not let it hurt me, but I can see it hurts them.

As my son said to me recently, I just want to see us playing good football, it has been bad for so long. He goes to every game in Victoria and even to Geelong, which I swore off going to after 186.

It is very hard to remain passionate about the Dees, but and here I go again, I can see a light at the end of the tunnel.

It is an Express train!

[QueensBirthday 186]

At least your grandchildren are demons.

Mine are lost to the game, except for one who follows the filth - I can't find it in my heart to disown him, though.

Soft. Why not?

[gsmith12 491]

I agree with that completely. Both my children, a son and daughter, now adults, are fanatical Dees, like their parents. I also find the worst thing about our situation, is the look on their faces.

I have now come to grips with our situation and am trying to not let it hurt me, but I can see it hurts them.

As my son said to me recently, I just want to see us playing good football, it has been bad for so long. He goes to every game in Victoria and even to Geelong, which I swore off going to after 186.

It is very hard to remain passionate about the Dees, but and here I go again, I can see a light at the end of the tunnel.

Diehards, we can't help it, it's in our DNA.

We need some genetic modification.