Rd 14 v Brisbane
Footy is a physical game. We often see players go so hard at
it that neither gets up unassisted. We watch as bones snap, heads clash and
concussion sweeps through a playing list.
This, I already knew.
I did not know, however, that spectating could also prove
quite so physically demanding. Waking up Monday morning I felt as though I’d
gone three rounds with The Champ (I
can just imagine every boxer of the last 10 years, with their self-inflated
ego’s, reading this thinking, “hey, he’s talking about me”).
But why?

Now I’m selling candles for $2 each or three for 5. See you
there.
Here’s the worst part. We won the inside 50 count 54:50. So
the ball was there, just that Brisbane players seemed to be holding it more
often than not. Brad Green and Liam Jurrah still up to 4 weeks from fitness.
Even if they weren’t, could we really rely on two guys who’ve had heavily
interrupted seasons? The signs aren’t good.
So. Being the supporter that I am and looking to always help
out my club when required, I disposed myself to the industrious corner of my
mind and searched for the solution.
I think I may have it. One name:
Garry Lyon.
When there’s something bad in our footy club, who ya gonna
call? Or rather, who do we keep calling?
Garry Lyon.
He came in to help choose our new coach…twice.
He stepped in to alleviate pressure on our ailing president
[we miss ya Jimmy].
Now he can make his final stand as our starting full
forward, strap on the old boots and borrow one of Bartram’s number 3 guernseys
that he made famous all those years ago. Sure there may lie a problem in terms
of size and fit but that’s an easy fix, just shed a quick few kg’s doing star
jumps in a sauna and we’re all good. He needn’t lose too much weight anyway
cause all we need him to do is sit in the goal square and do what he does (or
did) best.
And don’t worry about media scrutiny. Lyon practically owns
the media now. His standing and professional friendships will ensure that only
positives are reported, all the naysayers can be silenced with brutal
efficiency. Some of you may liken this to a Stalinist Russia…sure there are
similarities, but if we’re to salvage something from this season then we’ve got
to be cut throat. And what better way to do that than to get a retired,
ex-professional athlete/current media personality to be your main goal-kicking
target?
Richmond at the MCG coming up this week. Oh dear.
I have to say I was quietly getting a tad excited about our
boys after our two wins from three games. They looked like they were starting
to work it all out. Now that we’ve lost Mitch and were made to look amateur
against Brisbane it appears things might turn ugly…again.
But let’s hold out hope. Hope that the Melbourne Demons aren't done yet. Hope that things, even in the face of serious challenges, will turn
in our favour. Hope that if nothing else, Garry says yes.
Go Dees.
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