Ode to Demons

I’m 56, a Dees supporter, never seen a flag,

Last night I broke, such hope, so close, how is it we’re this bad?

Another season done and dusted, our dreams gone up in smoke,

And yet I think of players past who’s dreams are mocked , a joke,

They bled with pride,  Stynes and Flower,  Neitz,  Lyon and Nath Jones,

They’d run and tackle, spew, run more     -   some with shattered bones.

And though I ache and yearn and grieve,   then clinically assess,

Now it’s time to analyse ,  dissect this football mess,

What and why, who and when?, hard questions must be asked,

Pre season promises of pending glory - deficiencies just masked.

One looks into the eyes and hearts of players on the ground,

It seems they really give their all, endeavor seen all round.

Our skills need work, (but don’t most teams), our list is good, not best,

It comes back to our game plan folks, it doesn’t stand the test,

Balance and perspective lost, “Possess, Defend and Hold,”

We seek OFFENSE and corridor running with risk and courage so bold.

We fiddle on wings, in pockets and flanks, we travel far and wide,

We rack up stats - opposition teams see how we run and hide. 

Napoleon never won a battle, defending, standing still,

His warriors ATTACKED, direct with intent, clear guidelines and strong will.

Even our recruiting screams of a huge defensive bent,

Always backmen, never gun forwards to convey our offensive intent.

Albert Einstein said it clearly  – (Are our coaches thinking adults?)

“What is insanity? Doing the same thing and expecting  different results”

My fellow supporters, I seek your support, I call you all to arms,

“Nice coach”,  “good bloke”……”my second team”…...these comments are ALARMS!

I’ll never waiver in my faith, I’ll stay when on the brink,

 But Kennedy’s words are ringing loud, It’s time to DO….....DON’T THINK!!!!