Another shite performance by Melbourne the other night. Don't believe the hype in the papers that we were 'gallant' in defeat. Richmond were good, but Melbourne let them get away with murder. Every time you looked up there were five Tigers running around on their own while some decent but clearly outclassed players sprinted around like headless chickens trying to find an opponent. I was even moved to audible profanity early in the last quarter (when we were still winning) which I haven't really gotten into since I was a mere child.
It was another victory for the "Richo plays his one good game a year against us" conspiracy theorists (I might be the only one) but it doesn't help when the entire defence stands a foot shorter than him. More about that later.
And didn't I hear about the result from every bogan on the face of the planet while I waited for somebody outside Richmond station? I've got nothing against Richmond but it had to pointed out to most of them that actually making the finals will be a fairly new experience to anyone under 30.
We've got Fremantle in the Phil Gilbert Memorial Cup* this Saturday at the MCG. The pressing questions, for me, are how much the Dockers will win by and if we'll crack a 15,000 attendance. Well known Freo fans will be delighted with the way their side has played this year, and rightly so. If we don't make the finals (which is looking even more likely as the injury toll mounts to Second World War proportions) I want them to win. Mainly because I'm the only person outside Western Australia who appreciates their theme song and can see the point to a team playing in purple.
* Phil probably isn't dead, but when he is they'll surely name the game after him.
Back to our defender dilemma,
Dear Neale Daniher,
This is Chris Lamb. You might have seen him hanging around the club.
He's quite good, and we've got a massive shortage of defenders, so why can't he get a game?
Yours faithfully,
Frustrated Supporter #543
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