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Apparently it's all fake news.

i'VE HEARD THAT'S WHY HE'S BEEN TRYING TO KICK WITH HIS LEFT FOOT FOREVER. IT'S CALLED ARTISTIC PRESCIENCE.

Our Capricorn Fundamentalist daughter will simply not countenance the addition of one lentil to the Bolognaise sorce (sic).

Yes, I try to avoid lentils myself.

Anyway, Beel - I am one of the few literary trypes (sic) on this syte(sic) who knows you are really DA Devil! Emmanuel K, eat your heart out. And that Dalai just keeps getting fatter from Tibetan Takeaways...

I fail to understand why you'd think that. It's as though an assistant coach is not allowed to have an opinion, or, even worse, such an observation must not be made public. It's as plain as day that the Melbourne brains thrust had no qualms about his imminent departure so there must have been issues. If there weren't the 'issues' rumours would not keep bubbling to the surface. His dummy spits when umpires failed to reward him surely must have been one of the issues, an issue which Jesse seemed incapable of addressing. Or, maybe it was his 'Kicking 'Coach who despaired Jesse would ever lose that convoluted inclination to hold the ball as if he was going to kick it with his left foot...

I was at that game in Box Hill: he kicked 5 of them in the first half, he kicked some from a long way out, and he was marking everything that came his way. I also know someone who has known and followed Sam from his junior days and he has told me we ain't seen nothing yet. He is also full of praise for Sam as a human being. This guy is not a Demon supporter either...

I also recall doing a tasting at the Ross Town Hotel bottle Shop in 2007. I had a loo break and who walks out of the gaming room - on their way to play for the Dees against Richmond later that evening- but the great Byron and Mr Davey.

My favourite encounter - even beating having a chat and selling a bottle of wine to David Neitz in early 2006 - was a chat with Ron Barassi in a bottle shop in Acland Street the same year. After our chat the great man turned around when he got to the door and proclaimed 'Go Dees'.

In the scheme of things, Mahoney and Co have delivered what the Demons - on paper - need. Barring the unforeseen - injuries etc etc - we are in good hands. Also, a prediction: Do not write off the Oscar next year. The lad is about to blossom.

It simply stupefies me how often I agree with your football assessments. Balances out my incredulity about your other views on the state of things.

An incredible genetic leap means sfa because he hardly holds any marks: much as I love the guy.

Keep in mind, though, that Hawthorn and the Cats have aging lists, all they've done is supplement their here and now deficiencies, while the Demoon List, apart from Jones and Lewis, is young and full of promise. I understand that Mahoney and his crew saw that what we need is a ready made back up for Gawn, another classy, tough proven backman and another running defender. Why would he need to tinker more?

Surely you'd prefer a Schmidt?

There is/was only one Peter Marquis.

They're using the current government with it's conga line of temporary 'leaders' as an example.

Do you mean Mackie Messer?

I'll call the Fire Brigade.

Pending lobotomies, I presume.?

Probably a bit high brow for the Demon hoi polloi. ( Proust is boring anyhow. As boring as Gerald Murnane.)

SHH. Fritsch is our secret weapon. And, please, VDB is Dutch. Call a Dutchman German at your own peril. I made the mistake when I was 15 and got a lecture about the bombing of Rotterdam. I had to point out to the demented Dutchman that I was born in 1950 and had nothing to do with it.

All for this. The Demons looked awesome when the Germans ruled: Schwartz and Neitz. We now have Weidemann and Preuss. Watch us fly.

Personally, I believe May's girth is evidence he's a spud muncher, to say the very least.

An ex Norf player when Barassi was de Bwana rang me this morning and said, Oh, shite, we're getting Tyson. We spoke about him earlier in the season. He said, Tyson is useless: he keeps turning the ball over. And it takes him forever to make a decision about which opposition player is going to hurt Melbourne the most...

A very unfortunate state of affairs. Imagine his hygiene plight after going to the loo.