An experience if nothing else.

Rd 22 v Adelaide

So that’s the end for a club champ in Brad Green and the 100^th game for ‘Chip’ Frawley, cemented in AFL history as a ‘ spirited first quarter eventual 69 point loss.’

First things second though, what’s with the 4:40 Sunday timeslot? I understand that it works well from a television programming perspective, the problem with that is that we fans are not a television program. I’m someone that would rather spend my Sunday than Sunnight watching the footy. Maybe it’s something I’m just gonna have to accept and I only find it weird and annoying because it’s relatively new. My main issue with it, I think, lies in tradition. The fact that Sunday nights are generally a time to reflect on all the games played and the newly adjusted ladder, not a time spent waiting for some cyst of a game to finish 12 hours before your next shift. I was going to say that I had a problem with how it dampens the atmosphere of a game as well, but then realised there isn’t much to dampen at a Demons home game to begin with. However, credit to us last night, we showed a bit of fire in the belly when getting stuck into the umpires, I’d say they cost us about 70 points in the end.

Brad Green, all I can say is thank you for sticking with the club so proudly in all your time there. After kicking two early goals I was screaming at the box to re-sign you. Missing two simple shots in the second I acquiesced your decision to resign too.

It was quite the game for milestones. Green. Frawley. And of course we welcomed ex-Dees coach Dean Bailey back to the MCG as an assistant to the Crows. No doubt he was merrily muttering “8 ½ wins, 8 ½” to anyone streaked in Red and Blue.

(For those unaware, the Dees won 8 ½ games last year and will most likely finish with 4 in 2012).
But as Mark Neeld pointed out and has done for about the last 7 weeks running, it’s a lot about ‘experience’. Which is true. Mark’s got a lot of experience because he’s become so experienced at using the word experience that even experienced journo’s would be having trouble squeezing a word like…experience into yet another column.

Taylor Walker: foxsport.com.au

And how about the experience of checking out Taylor Walker’s Mullét in all it’s glory. I did read somewhere last week that he and ex-team mate Ivan Maric have a bet that whoever chops the crop first has to name their firstborn after the other. Taylor must be an idiot; Ivan has much less to lose naming his child Taylor. Imagine Walkers kid (Ivan) going to school:

“Are you of Croatian decent?”
”No, my dad’s a fool.”

And of course we can only hope that if Walker loses his firstborn is a boy. Again, Ivan would have no trouble naming a daughter Taylor, on the other hand however…well, he’s an idiot.

Ivan Maric: perthnow.com.au

I think the game on the weekend was summed up delightfully in the calamitous 3^rd quarter by my good mate Sugs, who, whilst not claiming to be a literary deity, quipped:

“When Hawthorn handpass, they handpass out of trouble.”

A simple contrast in styles? Perhaps.

Go Dees.