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I momentarily lost my scrapbook this weekend. Mercilessly for many dubious campaigners that floundered on and off the field in Round 24, I soon regathered it. As I sat back from my rocking chair and gazed at the setting sun last night, I penned a few structured and shrewd notes, I treated myself to a Red cordial and burst open a packet of Cheetohs and basked in the glory of a revealing weekend of football. As they say in the classics, a Trojan will always overpower a starchless imbecile and this was no more evident then in Round 24.
I reminisce that very early in my career the local paper noted that I had a great left hand offload and great turn of speed. Needless to say these skills never lasted long. There was also a time when Moffo apparently backed a winner at Dapto at the juicy odds of $1.36 on a cold Thursday Night in 1994. He might've even been interviewed by Terry Hill, but Im sure hes told you all about it, and how his pearly whites have since grown back and he has bought a pair of shoes.
On Friday Night at Telstra Stadium it was one of those rare times, a time to cherish. The famous Black and Gold jumper glowed as the Belmore Berries was confounded to the scrapheap and to the back pages of my scrapbook for 2005.
Ive always thought that Steve Folkes resembled one of the true characters of our game, always smiling, always up for a joke, theres never a dull, grey or lifeless moment with flamboyant, full of fun folksy. On Friday Night Folksy became resloved to the fact that his beloved kennel of dogs had run out of smackos, the corner shop was stocked with out-of-date Pal left over from 2004, and the smackos he had bought for next week had already been consumed by a ravenous Willie Mason.. As the few Bulldogs fans in attendance ran for the plains of Punchbowl and the exit doors shortly after halftime, Wests Tigers fan stood and applauded; it was a touching moment. My mind tracked back to the days in which Terry Lamb drove his brewery truck into Wests Tigers offices and proclaimed that he had the attributes to be a good coach. Astonishingly, they appointed him as Grand controller for 2 years and during his tenure he almost destroyed the club.
However the story has a happy resolution, Simmons flew in from Sizzlers with Sheens to save us from the apathy and horseplay and puerile antics of Lamb.
Ex coach Terry was chased off by a bunch of passionate Wests supporters and he was last seen at the wheel of his brewery truck out at Belmore. Willie Mason hoped on board the free wheeling truck, enjoying the post game drinks with his mate Moff, who gazed his eyes firmly over the form guide of the 1994 Sheep Dog Nationals whilst dulging into a KB. All 3 they now hastily retreated to their respective kennels for 2005 as the yelping grows louder on these cold August nights from out Belmore way..
The Eastern Suburbs Roosters have sunk to horrendous lows in the wake of their loss to Souths. After the game salary cap victim Peter Cusack and his South Sydney crusaders were euphoric and partied in the pubs of Redfern with fans who were still celebrating the win over the Bulldogs from 4 weeks previous.
Meanwhile, Luke Ricketson was voted by many astute judges as the best captain in the game in Rugby League Week Absolutely ridiculous. An old captain of ours used to have stats that read like Captain Couragous Ricko, 4 hit up 17 meters, 19 tackles, 3 errors. He used to walk over to unasuming Radio stations covering the game and claim the man of the match award and the free voucher to Red Rooster that Ricko now claims..
The NRL need to contemplate reducing the number of teams in the finals to 7. Lets face facts, Manly doesn't deserve to be in the finals, and Manlys boneheaded fans are even less deserving of this honour. I wonder if dashing Dessy Hasler is still handing out memos on the laptop and instilling his players with the sage advice that winning is the only way you win.
3 months ago, I would cautiously approach these forums at 4.45 on a Sunday armed with my fly swatter and pest control Morteen, such was the amount of degenerate and dole bludging, overweight and over zealous Manly fans doing R rated dances with Peter Peters.
At the Manly v Wests game I came across numerous Manly fans proudly wearing their maroon underwearoutside their pants and their manly socks pulled up to the knees. But this flamboyant, exhuberant look has been replaced by the dull overalls and Tooheys old hats. Those camping around Manly beach have returned to the harsh realities of life in listless gamming rooms at Blacktown Workers club.
No doubt their summer will entail hours of of watering the concrete, watching blue heelers and writing spitful letters to Danny Moore.
During my long career there were times when I was below my best, when I failed to get square at marker or when I was penalized for an incorrect play the ball but I never sunk to the lows of these rodents. I ensured that my game was lifted for the next week. Sadly for these 3 teams their hopes and dreams are now unacheivable as the last old and bruised red apple thuds gracelessly onto the frost-ladden ground.
Cheers.
I reminisce that very early in my career the local paper noted that I had a great left hand offload and great turn of speed. Needless to say these skills never lasted long. There was also a time when Moffo apparently backed a winner at Dapto at the juicy odds of $1.36 on a cold Thursday Night in 1994. He might've even been interviewed by Terry Hill, but Im sure hes told you all about it, and how his pearly whites have since grown back and he has bought a pair of shoes.
On Friday Night at Telstra Stadium it was one of those rare times, a time to cherish. The famous Black and Gold jumper glowed as the Belmore Berries was confounded to the scrapheap and to the back pages of my scrapbook for 2005.
Ive always thought that Steve Folkes resembled one of the true characters of our game, always smiling, always up for a joke, theres never a dull, grey or lifeless moment with flamboyant, full of fun folksy. On Friday Night Folksy became resloved to the fact that his beloved kennel of dogs had run out of smackos, the corner shop was stocked with out-of-date Pal left over from 2004, and the smackos he had bought for next week had already been consumed by a ravenous Willie Mason.. As the few Bulldogs fans in attendance ran for the plains of Punchbowl and the exit doors shortly after halftime, Wests Tigers fan stood and applauded; it was a touching moment. My mind tracked back to the days in which Terry Lamb drove his brewery truck into Wests Tigers offices and proclaimed that he had the attributes to be a good coach. Astonishingly, they appointed him as Grand controller for 2 years and during his tenure he almost destroyed the club.
However the story has a happy resolution, Simmons flew in from Sizzlers with Sheens to save us from the apathy and horseplay and puerile antics of Lamb.
Ex coach Terry was chased off by a bunch of passionate Wests supporters and he was last seen at the wheel of his brewery truck out at Belmore. Willie Mason hoped on board the free wheeling truck, enjoying the post game drinks with his mate Moff, who gazed his eyes firmly over the form guide of the 1994 Sheep Dog Nationals whilst dulging into a KB. All 3 they now hastily retreated to their respective kennels for 2005 as the yelping grows louder on these cold August nights from out Belmore way..
The Eastern Suburbs Roosters have sunk to horrendous lows in the wake of their loss to Souths. After the game salary cap victim Peter Cusack and his South Sydney crusaders were euphoric and partied in the pubs of Redfern with fans who were still celebrating the win over the Bulldogs from 4 weeks previous.
Meanwhile, Luke Ricketson was voted by many astute judges as the best captain in the game in Rugby League Week Absolutely ridiculous. An old captain of ours used to have stats that read like Captain Couragous Ricko, 4 hit up 17 meters, 19 tackles, 3 errors. He used to walk over to unasuming Radio stations covering the game and claim the man of the match award and the free voucher to Red Rooster that Ricko now claims..
The NRL need to contemplate reducing the number of teams in the finals to 7. Lets face facts, Manly doesn't deserve to be in the finals, and Manlys boneheaded fans are even less deserving of this honour. I wonder if dashing Dessy Hasler is still handing out memos on the laptop and instilling his players with the sage advice that winning is the only way you win.
3 months ago, I would cautiously approach these forums at 4.45 on a Sunday armed with my fly swatter and pest control Morteen, such was the amount of degenerate and dole bludging, overweight and over zealous Manly fans doing R rated dances with Peter Peters.
At the Manly v Wests game I came across numerous Manly fans proudly wearing their maroon underwearoutside their pants and their manly socks pulled up to the knees. But this flamboyant, exhuberant look has been replaced by the dull overalls and Tooheys old hats. Those camping around Manly beach have returned to the harsh realities of life in listless gamming rooms at Blacktown Workers club.
No doubt their summer will entail hours of of watering the concrete, watching blue heelers and writing spitful letters to Danny Moore.
During my long career there were times when I was below my best, when I failed to get square at marker or when I was penalized for an incorrect play the ball but I never sunk to the lows of these rodents. I ensured that my game was lifted for the next week. Sadly for these 3 teams their hopes and dreams are now unacheivable as the last old and bruised red apple thuds gracelessly onto the frost-ladden ground.
Cheers.
