THE DELISTING OF JOE BTFSPLK

[Whispering_Jack 30,209]

Back in the present, Whispering Jack discovers the cure for the club's ailments ...

A HIGHWAY OF DEMONS by Whispering Jack

CHAPTER TWELVE - THE DELISTING OF JOE BTFSPLK

"Well I'll be damned
Here comes your ghost again
But that's not unusual
It's just that the moon is full
And you happened to call" ~ Diamonds and Rust by Joan Baez

It was the day of the AFL National Draft. I ventured out into the crisp morning air for a light jog to clear the head after what had been a hard week at work. With no particular course in mind, I simply ambled along in a random direction followed by the silky white clouds of misty breathing. At the end of the road, I discovered that I had stumbled by accident upon a place full of long forgotten memories buried deep in the past. It was my old school bus stop.

There used to be a petrol station on the corner of North Road and now it's a fire station but the seating outside where we waited for the bus remains in place with a new roof so that today it provides shelter for travellers who sit in patience waiting for their ride.

I was in the very spot where I alighted the number 10 bus every school morning and the memories of 1964 came flooding back. I was a young teenager holding the Sun News-Pictorial open at the comic section where my favourite was Li'l Abner by satirist and artist Al Capp.

I recalled the many famous characters of the comic strip, whose images has been hidden from mind for more than half a century. Abner Yokum and his sweetheart Daisy Mae, Mammy and Pappy, Moonbeam McSwine, Sadie Hawkins, Earthquake McGoon, Rotten Ralphie and other residents of Dogpatch and the dystopian Lower Slobbovia. There were also assorted other characters like Fearless Fosdick, Senator Phogbound, General Bullmoose and the controversial Joanie Phoanie who sang revolutionary songs of class warfare like "Molotov Cocktails for Two". Capp had bitingly and unfairly used the character to parody singer/songwriter Joan Baez. Somewhere at home I had an album by the real Joan singing sweet songs of peace and freedom and it was close to my heart.

Suddenly, he appeared in my mind's eye: the iconic Li'l Abner character whose image best describes the sad condition that has infected my football team during that long gulf in time that separates then and now. Joe Btfsplk was the world's worst jinx, a man whose very presence caused instantaneous bad luck to befall anyone unfortunate enough to be in his vicinity. Joe had a perpetually dark rain cloud over his head and despite the fact that he was well-meaning and friendly, people avoided him like the plague.

I realised then and there exactly what had to be done. I turned around and with heat pounding, I made my way home running faster, yet more smoothly in stride than I had done in many years. Thoughts bounced through my head all of the way back and when I got there, I went directly into the study where I found a large sheet of white paper, a drawing pencil, crayons and some ink.

I worked feverishly, drawing rectangular boxes, sketching characters and scenes within them and after an hour, withdrew to view my work. Modesty prevents me from describing it as a masterpiece.

The first box portrays the scene in an office where a Christmas tree adorned with festive decorations sits in a corner next to a calendar showing the month of December 1964. A newspaper of the day is visible showing a front page picture of Melbourne Football Club hero Ronald Dale Barassi wearing a Carlton guernsey. The two men standing in the office appear to be in shock, their faces ghostlike. They are Stormin' Norman Smith and Jumpin' Jim Cardwell, leading figures in the most successful football team over the past decade.

The next box is a close-up of Jumpin' Jim with a dialogue balloon that says, "Water under the bridge Norm. He's gone and there's nothin' we can do about it now!" Moving to the right we see Norm and his response, "I suppose you're right. The silver spoon mob destroyed any chance we had to keep him and now, we have to move forward ... Did I hear a knock on the door?"

Norm's hearing is good because in the next frame we see the unmistakable figure of Joe Btfsplk standing before them with the customary dark cloud hovering over his head. Then another Jumpin' Jim close-up, almost identical to the last, but this time a touch of red lights up his chubby left cheek.

"Sit down Joe and thanks for coming. Norm and I have been talkin' and ... er ... well, um ... we think your future here is limited. We're moving you on. You've been delisted. Oh, and on your way out, can you ask that young Alves feller outside to come in please?"

The following scenes show thunderous storms surrounding the M.C.G with heavy rain lashing the old Grey Smith Stand doomed to fall soon under the wrecker's ball. The 1965 season is well under way and Stormin' Norman has just been sacked as coach. The Demons are on the other side of town playing the Kangaroos under stand-in coach Checker Hughes and are on their way to defeat. A week later, Smith is reinstated but the team keeps losing and slips out of the finals for the first time in more than a decade.

I sensed that the hand of Joe Btfsplk was behind this despite or perhaps because of his delisting. But something more still had to be done so I spent the rest of draft day trying to come up with a solution.

By mid-afternoon, when I thought I finally had the answer, I went back to the drawing board and kept working away for a couple of hours until the stroke of seven o'clock in the evening and my work was done. Just in the nick of time.

This time the first box is dominated by the hulking figure of Abner, all 191 centimetres of him (or 6' 3" on the old scale) with hat in hand, and next to him stands the diminutive Joanie Phoanie, the sad-eyed lady of the lowlands.

"Joanie, Mr. Capp probably won't agree with me sayin' this but on behalf of the good citizens of Dogpatch, I want to sincerely apologise to you for the hurt, his nasty attacks caused you. We're sorry."

The following box features Joanie, her eyes now lit up, placing a gentle kiss on Abner's cheek and the ones that follow show the modern municipality of Dogpatch bathed in sunshine. The swamps and the piggeries are gone, the streets are clean and green and the townspeople all look happy. Joe Btfsplk is standing in the crowd but the storm clouds no longer sit over his head. They have been replaced by a rainbow halo.

The next strip contains vision of a scene at the Gold Coast Convention Centre and it contains five rectangular boxes, all of them depicting the same white haired man and the five balloons above him bearing the following words,

"Player number 214953 Jubilation C Petracca ... Eastern Ranges, Beverley Hills Junior Football Club",

"Player number 215163 Available Angus Brayshaw ... Sandringham Dragons, Hampton Rovers",

"Player number 214809 Smilin' Alex Neal-Bullen ... Glenelg, Klimpton Football Club",

"Player number 215424 Stupefyin' Billy Stretch ... Glenelg, Henley Sharks Football Club",

"Player number 214991 Oscar Colossal McDonald ... North Ballarat Rebels, Edenhope-Apsley".

The bad luck that inflicted this football club for so long is gone. We're over players killed in tsunamis, tanking sagas, footballers involved in machete attacks, sacked coaches, mental illness, parents killed in car accidents, dodgy sponsors, merger talks, drunken players in jail, outside casinos and urinating in bars, lazy and incompetent officials, disgruntled players, presidents, club legends and coaches dying before their time, salary cap breaches, debilitating injuries and bungled drafts. With the ghosts of the past buried and the curse of Norm Smith gone with it, the picture should be clear.

We're ready to take on the world.

[Freddy Fuschia 742]

Moonbeam McSwine. What a delightful temptress!

[waynewussell 5,765]

That's the best yet WJ!

[Mgdee 322]

Great effort WJ.

Hope your prediction is accurate.

[Bitter but optimistic 22,241]

I can't picture this guy. What number did he wear?

[dee-tox 4,835]

Nicely written piece. Obama ran a campaign on hope and the people (me included) believed. Makes it all the more disappointing when it fails. One draft won't lift the curse but hope springs eternal!

[Whispering_Jack 30,209]

Nicely written piece. Obama ran a campaign on hope and the people (me included) believed. Makes it all the more disappointing when it fails. One draft won't lift the curse but hope springs eternal!

As you say, one draft won't lift the "curse" but I think we've gone beyond that - by the middle of next week, the club under Paul Roos will have turned over close to half its playing list in the space of little more than twelve months.

I consider this not only a revolutionary change but cleansing, cathartic, entirely necessary and highly positive for the future and therefore not based on hope alone.

[Pink Freud 365]

I remember Joe well. Came down from a remote town on the Campaspe River in 1963 and starred in a practice match but but was involved in a terrible collision that left five players including himself injured. Joe had a cartilage operation and missed the rest of the season. Returned home and his town was inundated in the floods that year but came back for the 1964 pre season but damaged his shoulder in a car accident. Had no idea what happened to him after that.

[Whispering_Jack 30,209]

I can't picture this guy. What number did he wear?

Alas, poor Joe never got the opportunity to wear the jumper and was never given a number. This is because, like your avatar, Joe is merely symbolic of a particular condition, which in MFC's case was the poor fortune that attended the club for half a century since the club let Barassi go after winning the 1964 premiership (in my view the worst decision made by the club in its entire history). But even though we've had our fair share, it hasn't been simply bad luck but rather, devices of our own doing, and particularly the divisions within the club that have kept us down for so long.

While our current situation is not ideal, the political situation has stabilised, we're moving forward and making great strides on and off the field, so what I see before us is a much more ideal climate to move forward and do so quickly than at any other time in our recent history.

Anyway, getting rid of Joe was never going to be enough; you have to do a lot more to get things right.

I remember Joe well. Came down from a remote town on the Campaspe River in 1963 and starred in a practice match but but was involved in a terrible collision that left five players including himself injured. Joe had a cartilage operation and missed the rest of the season. Returned home and his town was inundated in the floods that year but came back for the 1964 pre season but damaged his shoulder in a car accident. Had no idea what happened to him after that.

Think you might have confused him with a different Joe, PF.

[Deeoldfart 8,033]

Inspirational Jack, just like Joan Baez' music! I can't help believing that our beloved Demons are steering a carefully planned course from rust to diamonds. Let it be!

[Redleg 40,946]

Well done WJ, I don't know where you find the time.

[Whispering_Jack 30,209]

Well done WJ, I don't know where you find the time.

Funny question coming from an esteemed member of the fraternity of barristers. I've seen you blokes lounging around the corridors outside courtrooms pretending to do important stuff like negotiating to settle cases etc. when you're really discussing who you should back in the fourth at Werribee or who's going to hold down a half back flank next year. If you blokes put your mind to it, you could better while away the idle hours of the day writing novels like Dostoyevsky and blokes like that if you really tried

[Demon trucker 1,800]

The fanny thing is after round 8 the dees had not lost a game, maybe norm coming back was bad for the team