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Start a new topic? Lewis for 2IC to the Head Coach? Lewis retires, takes on a senior coaching role with Dees? Lewis oversights Dees' game day tactics?

I reckon the White Brethren read our comments last week on their performances and fickle decisions....

Agreed, Clint, but there are a few out there in other teams who have worked out that 'taking the legs out' of someone - or more frequently, pretending that you are falling whilst 'having your own legs taken out' by one in control of the ball on the ground - is equivalent to a free kick in the 'raise the arm and duck' Selwood masterclass. It is disgraceful and the umpires are susceptible to its Tom Foolery.

Fritsch is more value on a wing as a midfielder; his slight build is not suited to defensive roles and intercepts against key forwards.

Brayshaw (Gus) did heaps and kept giving heaps. A moment of care - a tiny moment of care because he is a little slower than desirable - with his kicking and passing would be great but what a terrific contribution and series of 'feeds' into the 50m arc. Lewis can have a rest, Jones to the fwd pocket permanently, Fritsch and Stretch to be full-time wingers, Baker to be the outside mid reliever from the bench. All good. Now for the Bulldogs. Good comment from G. Healy tonight about our useless 2 metre or less handballs getting us into all sorts of problems! I do not recall once bomb being launched that hit an intended target cleanly. Lessons still to be learned when heads-up passing was so effective. Kicking practice Tuesdays, all training session; normal training Thursdays, finished with an hour of kicking practice. ?

Never thought that when Alves was commentating. He was very good on his comments about what we now call midfielding, and ball movement through the players was a specialty. He was a reserved person, and that would explain some of the tonal monotony of his comments but hey, we are not all showmen, are we? When listening to radio broadcasts of football the imagination kicks in - all we need is a steady and factual stream of information to gain a relatively accurate picture of the game. What do you want? Bells and whistles, descriptions of dancing girls and upbeat lingo franca? We would look forward to the quarterly summaries that Alves provided - I can remember that well.

Yeah, the ones who owned dogs that ran away from their cruel, blind handlers.

At no stage of the game did it appear to the umpires that we needed their 'help', obviously.

Yeah, clever, and we'll get more wet weather if it keeps up!

As stated previously, in footballing circles, time travel is an enigma, discovered simultaneously at different points in history. The Dees' association with this variable is that its supporters seem to have slowed the 'history' part of the enigma, merging as one on the concept of past, present and future fair play.

Not sure, cannot see the wood for the trees.

No worries, the underdog was the point of the exercise unreferenced but remembered in this part by the clogging grey matter.

Agree with you, Timbo but there is firstly a need to percolate a need for distrust and revision of the umpires that the AFL in its wisdom assigns to us. Humour can be convincing, alerting, promoting some consideration of the topical abstraction, as well as providing an indirect avenue for the expression of contemplative abhorration and in this case, drumming up support for your excellent ideas in this matter. If we were overly serious about it all, it might not gain the attention it deserves. Already this past 24 hours, we have been labelled as 'whingers' and that is a message one might resent and/or regret.

Shows us all that in the judgement of rules and the application/utility thereof, the AFL considers that Pannell got things correct and can do so again, reliably.

That qualifies you for the ISO 2001 Standard 'Prize of the Month'. Quality system design, my friend.

It was heard on the grapevine that Razor was being sent to Darwin hoping that the humidity would cure his Willy problems, causing some shrinkage, no doubt. Y'see, Razor has his Willy growing out of his forehead and golly, poor chap, just can't see for nuts.

Risk analysis and assessment is always advisable - do I watch a TV live telecast or do I just get drunk at the thought of it all?

In some matters, it pays to be prepared. However silly that may sound with the umpires.

Oops, it's not the spelling, it's the dreaded 'g-skip' eyesight problem again, affecting finger accuracy on this cheap Chinese-made laptop computer. I suffer from this affliction as well. That, combined with arthritis, is another insurmountable barrier to spell-check activation at times. Sorry.

Tell you something funny about john Snow. When Ray Illingsworth's eleven (Pommy Captain) came to Melbourne a week early for the Christmas Test, John Snow rented a large limousine of the day, and had an expensive 'stick-on' magnetic sign made for the side of the car. It read: 'John Snow, interational cricketer'. Well, Snow then proceeded to drive this sign and vehicle all around Melbourne for a week before the Test Match, starting on Boxing Day. His reputation as a demon fast bowler had the Melbourne public shaking at the knees. The whole of Australia was terrified by the reputation of John Snow that this created; he was so fast, so reckless, so accurate, so likely to damage the Australian batsmen, serious injury awaited those who must endure the John Snow bouncer and his blinding pace! Plus, he had a 'mean streak' to match this Test Match preamble. On the day of the Test, at 11 am, the England team was assembled onfield at the 'G. Out walked two timid, nondescript, modest but tidy Australian batsmen. It looked like one of them was to open as the batting face as John Snow confidently caught the ball tossed to him by Illingworth, the Captain, and Snow began his 250 metre (yards in those days) stomp to his run-up mark. He turned, spat on the ground, and began his menacing run-up gaining pace each step of the way, intent on damage to a batsman ... and that batsman was the mild-mannered Keith Stackpole. Well, whack! It was a boundary. Stackpole went on to hit some 26 runs off that opening over of six balls (instead of the 8 ball overs of today). Snow's bowling never recovered in that Test series and in other international games. From all reports, it seems as though he didn't hire motor cars, limousines and use singwriters again.

It means, Skuit, that the writer of the said piece was temporarily suffering from a case of the dreaded 'sticky finger syndrome' whilst using a keyboard (an alien device not half as utilitarian as pen and paper) to inform your good self - and all others using this disseminative form of communication - a particular thought of some widespread, supported interest. The transgression did not deter from the essential meaning or clarity of the said missive and so, most would ignore the occurrence as if to sympathise with the presence of the aforementioned affliction, and simply categorise its occurrence as just another cursed exemplar of the many trajedies of this modern life. Here's one for you that I hope you will find amusing, at least: How do you use the word 'and' five times in succession? A signwriter was working on a pub, out the front. The publican came out to inspect his work - but that work was not yet fully completed. The publican read, in beautiful lettering: 'Bull and Bush Hotel'. He was not very happy with the spacing of the sign. He told the signwriter that there needed to be more space between 'Bull' and 'and' and 'and' and 'Bush'.

I clicked 'the Like button' on this one, because I like the fact that bleeding obvious umpiring interference in football games is being scrutinised at last (as it has been escalating for several of the past years as if it were uncontrollable and above question to challenge the AFL/umpiring decisions).

Poita, that is one of the most poignant statements of all time on DL - a truism of note, one that has become a fact of life for the MFC, providing deep insights into the 'interested parties' who consider the manipulation of the laws of nature and fair play to be easy achievements, blindly turning their eyes to the heavens of self-righteousness. Helleluja, Brudder!

The very ones, D4L, the very ones. At least we use words that are less offensive to the public to describe those miserable morons. ☺️

There's always an open opportunity to whinge about any of the White Brethren umpiring games against the MFC.