South of the border.

Rd 21 v GWS

Apparently it was freezing in Canberra on Saturday. This came as a massive relief to me to know that somewhere else in Australia is bitterly cold this winter. It chills me to the bone to hear news of my girlfriend’s sister swanning about in a casual 27° at her Noosa home. What a nerve.

This game went down as our first away win in over a year. As you may well know I like to find a life comparison to games each week and this one made me think of helping young relatives with their primary school fractions homework. You should be able to do it easily but just can’t (Melbourne should have won easily, but they just couldn’t), I mean what’s with fractions anyway!? It just goes to show that when your maths teacher tells you you’ll need maths later in life they weren’t lying. What they didn’t specify is that the only reason you’ll need it is to help primary school kids with their maths homework! After a while you mistake your way to the right answer and are left with what can only amount to a hollow happiness. I understand that it was extremely windy up at Manuka on the weekend but gee-wizz did the Dees make that win hard to come by! (Channelling a bit of retro language there, hopefully at least one person reading this appreciates that).

So it was satisfying to get the win if not a bit tainted for two reasons:

The first we’ve covered above already.
The second because the AFL lost a major scalp in their crusade to inject multi-cultural players into the sport. Many had come to believe that the Melbourne Footy Club was the first proud team to have a little bit of salsa in their squad. However, after a year or so I can safely say our sly game is up. Our season unravelled long ago and now, so to has our fajita styled falsity.

FACT: Lynden Dunn is not Mexican.

Source:demonwiki.org, http://www.afl.com.au

There. The statement has been made and the dirty sanchez is forever wiped from the face of both him and the MFC.

Source:http://www.afl.com.au

In saying this, we have replaced our Mexican influence with something entirely more…well, prehistoric. Luke Tapscott is proudly displaying his Neanderthal origins by encouraging his hair to grow whilst wildly ignoring it. The picture on the left is unfortunately not great quality and doesn't do justice to the manic behaviour of his wind-smashed hairstyle.
Maybe he’s trialing the ‘I won’t wash my hair for three months and the natural oils will keep it clean forever’ approach. Although I’m not sure that’s why cavemen avoided hair-care. A lack of product is probably closer to the mark.

Scully came in for some cheerful boos, a regular feature from now on I’m sure. I don’t know how he does it. He’s only on $6 million and has to put up with a few thousand people booing him a maximum of twice a year for two hours at a time. Poor guy. We must be making his life a living hell at this rate. On the flipside it was again nice to see Junior McDonald have an impact on the game and receive his English Cricket styled light–clapping from Dees fans. I miss him.

Brad Green edges one game closer to the end and next week is his farewell game in front of a home crowd. Can’t encourage supporters enough to get along. This is a guy who played in a Grand Final in his first year and is finishing his last in a team only better placed on the ladder than two franchises with three years experience between them. Ouch.

Go Dees.