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I loved it even more when Zorko got reported and TMac smiled in his face and offered to pick him off the floor.

I miss your posts.

When he's fit, YES.

Quite!.

Watching it on anything is total stress for me: recall, I am a post 1959 veteran of wearing wines and losses and draws on both cheeks.

6: Petracca 5: Spargo 4: May 3: Oliver 2: Pickett 1: Rivers.

Yes that's a good idea. Televised, I hope.

Or, Lando di Lassus.

WE won't mention what he wanted mummy to do to him all day and night.

Maybe try a Motet by Rameau: he used to go out with Juliet.

Not only did he write every clubs' song, he forgot the next day he'd done it. He used to come across a clump of his songs, read, play through them and say, Not bad. Who write these?

Philpine!

Have you tried a Monteverdi?

I've just rewatched a minute or two after the 8 minutes to go mark and I'm confused. The interview I saw this morning began here and I now note it is an over 11 minute interview. THis time around, I found the opposite to what I wrote about above. Sorry, chaps and bonnie lasses.

If I misheard the interpretation you heard then I stand corrected: I didn't watch the whole presentation and I definitely heard a few cheap shots at Melbourne. I was surprised, the reason I brought it up.

I thought Luke Beveridge was deluded, cheap and ungracious during his presser. He said 28 points was nothing, That when he gets 4 players back, just wait and see how good his dogs really are! Shows the same signs of twitter and bisted self indulgence as Scott, Hardwick and CLarkson.

6: Oliver 5: Petracca 4: Lever 3: Harmes 2:Spargo 1:Neale Bullen

Even better: I can boil an egg!

Excuse me: when the Fairsee dumped us in Port Melbourne in July 1956, we were driven to the scotch-thistle paddocks, the unmade roads, the Friday Dunny can man land called North Sunshine. I was expected to barrack for Footscray: I chose Melbourne. However, I wish to point out not every Western Suburber was an illiterate Lumpen Prol. My father introduced me to Schubert, Haydn and Beethoven. In his last years he never left our humble house in North Box Hill unless he had a Patrick White novel or some such writer in his clutches.

We have eliminated MCG baked bird poo as a source.

It was a reversion to the night of the long bombs. Perhaps it was Adelaide's set up - and it has to be acknowledged they played bloody well - but how many times did we watch player after player, Petracca included, just bomb it in. It made life hard for Tom Mc, Weidemann, and because the bloody bombs were flying over their heads, the crumbers like Spargo, NB and Kozzie. Melksham had a very good first quarter but the long bombs were the winners overall.

6: Oliver 5: Petracca 4: Lever 3: Langdon 2: Gawn 1: Jackson

Goodwin was at pains to point out that there was a bottom line today: namely that Adelaide played well.

May looked anything but 'disinterested'. Please!!!!

Had a funny feeling about this game: it ain't funny no more.