Queanbeyan Demon

She throws the dolls out of the cot all to often. She needs a jolly good sp$%^ing.

I made this precise observation a few months ago. Also wrote an article in support of this position that was published on The Roar. In the end, the man's grip on reality was tenuous at best. The board no doubt could see this as well. A tragedy of near Shakespearean proportions.

Surprised it's that high.

Yep. Those failures that got them to within 60 seconds of a flag.

And I thought the whole Lazarus thing was a miracle. Now the Deez are pulling the same stunt.

I love it when a poster uses the term: [insert club name] coach. Just brilliant work. Has set up my Friday beautifully. Thanks @biggestred.

Um, yes he will. Even Cripps will poll tonight.

This is easily the most critical characteristic of the Hair Goat's persona. On a weighted comparison scale, it's footy nous .49 and hairdo .51.

A shed load of competition for that observation.

He's hugging something . . . but it's not a tree.

I'm going with Rhyce Shaw, Tony Shaw as head of footy and Ray Shaw as pres in waiting. And if not this, I only want Buckley if he comes as a package deal with Eddie (who once floated being pres of the Deez).

Accords with my understanding of Smith's modus operandi. He has NOT been an inactive pres in waiting. In fact, completely the opposite. Shaw is not the first to have“came up on him like a librarian!” More will be revealed.

Who's Tony Shaw?

Half???

Sorry - who?

I’m a romantic idealist — so yes, I’m heartbroken. After 25 September 2021, I truly believed we were at the dawn of something eternal. I assumed, unquestioningly, that glory would compound. That we would refine, elevate, and become the envy of the competition. More premierships felt not only possible, but inevitable — mere steps on a path that seemed preordained. And for 10 glorious games in 2022, that belief held. The dream still shimmered. But then... the reality bus arrived. And it didn’t just stop — it ran us over, reversed, and left a burning wreck in its wake. The post-premiership landscape now looks like the beach scene from Apocalypse Now. We’ve been napalmed by the four horsemen of the footballing apocalypse: denial, rigidity, hubris, and tactical stagnation. The once-grand vision of an enduring empire lies in ruin — scattered on the turf like a broken game plan. And the architects of that dream now ride off into the next chapter, leaving behind the rubble for others to sweep up, reflect on, and try — somehow — to rebuild. As Dostoevsky wrote: “Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.” And that’s the part that stings the most. Not that we fell — but that we did it to ourselves.

Was once under a horse myself. can confirmed i went backwards.

Is that a chinese herb?

“I feel incredibly supported by the board, I have for nine years,” Goodwin last Thursday.

There are always unintended consequences. The Time to go Goody thread is suck for all eternity on 234 pages.

I'm formally recommending that you are suspended from 'Land forthwith @Neil Crompton.

It’s not a leap — it’s a wormhole to a parallel universe where premierships are feelings, structures are optional, and a bloke with a laptop tells you everything’s fine as the season burns around him. Norm coached legends. Goody coaches “role players.” One built a legacy. The other built a leadership workshop.

Sometimes I think I’m living in a parallel universe. I’m not. It’s a full-blown multiverse — where Spargo is dropped, promoted, and coaching Casey all at once… and Goodwin has just been sacked, extended, and knighted for services to “connection”. In one reality, we’re a dynasty. In another, we’re tanking for Harley Reid’s kids. In this one? We’re 5th on expected score and 17th on joy. It’s not quantum theory. It’s just Demonland — where logic goes to die and hope reincarnates every Thursday.

It is actually on the psychology of denial, paranoia and psychopathy.

Much more cost effective to part ways with Goody than to bleed members.