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port have lost their mojo...seriously? the only one who has lost their mojo at this point in time is moi but don't be alarmed viewers it is only temporary and one of the side effects of being female... and when i feel like this my mind kicks into overdrive and i begin to think of all sorts of things that come back to haunt me....like OMG dare i say it 2007? what a year to forget!!! but the past is the past and there is nothing much to be done about that but to move forward. even from the most dire circumstances or depths of despair there is a way to climb out of the hole and into the light...trust me it can be done. you just have to find the right path and follow it and if you happen to take a few detours, well and good as long as they steer you back into the right direction. and i say we are heading in the right direction with a few detours still to come.
three losses in a row and the paper declares we have lost our mojo? well i say rubbish to that. it is more like all the hoo-haiing about the 5-0 start and some getting ahead of themselves. geelong, the pussy cats or the kings of the football jungle? well last week the kings were dethroned by those pesky pies which was bound to happen sooner or later but why them? why did they have to have the satisfaction? and so now we will be faced with the prospect of a cats side returning to prove a point and i am wondering, are we going to be taught a harsh lesson? i have decided that the only course of action (besides finding out where the cats are staying and sending them an exploding chocolate cake or hijacking their game bus) is to pray. yes to pray. do not underestimate the power of prayer or the powerful ways of god, viewers... well i hope in this case the footy gods. i for one am living proof of the power of prayer which is kinda a bit embarrassing but it is high time i exorcised my bra demons. so here is my confession...when i was fifteen i prayed to god to give me boobs because i didn't really have any...that much is true. and i mean i really prayed hard. seriously, i mean really, really hard, that my eyeballs almost burst. i think perhaps god was worried that they would come exploding outta my eye sockets and he genuinely felt sorry for me, perhaps maybe a little too sorry for me...hee,hee!!! i am not sure i could ever pray that hard again but i will give it another shot...
dear footy god.
i don't mean to sound like a desperate supporter and truly i am grateful for our five- zero start to the season. it is just, well i don't think i could take another... you know big defeat. so i am asking, no make that demanding, ok, begging, for you to have it in your heart to show some mercy. and also please forgive me for harbouring a geelong supporter in my own home this weekend but he is the husband of one of my port lincoln besties and they have young children and i didn't think it was right to leave them out in the street or make them sleep in my backyard chicken coops...so i am extra hoping you will take this kind act into consideration and that i will be rewarded for my footy tolerance. also please note i have scrubbed the bathroom floor. i know my toilet smells like a urinal but i do have two boys so i should be exempted from that one!!! bless you dear lord and if we should lose i will take it as another lesson in resilience building but if we lose again the following week i think i will call you a few names that i cannot publish...just kidding coz i know you are truly kind, generous and powerful. please bless the team and protect them form any severe cases of food poisoning, rickets and unkind comments from the media. amen...
so to the guest tipster for this week. wait for it....da da da da...mr.russell reid altho i call him RUSSAL... he is in fact the geelong fugitive i happen to be harbouring and married to one of my very gorgeous friends. what can i tell you about mr. reid is this. he is a die hard and devoted cats supporter. he and his wife probably had the longest engagement on record ( well certainly in my group of friends) but i was honoured to be at their wedding and to contribute by creating their wedding cake. i have it on good authority that he has managed to brainwash his first born but if i know jodie he will have buckleys chance of converting son number two.
this weekend i have the pleasure of hosting him and his family but have not decided as yet if i will be able to sit next to him at the footy as i already am beginning to feel like a traitor. so for round 9 if you are looking for some tipping advice i will leave it up to you. his tips could leave you roaring like a big jungle cat or purring mildly like a little kitty. you decide.russell's tips...sydney, cats of course but who wouldn't? westcoast, saints, brisbane, richmond, hawks, freo and roos. but personally not trying to influence anyone i will go pies and bombers instead. so until wrap up time may the footy gods bless you!!!! love FFFXXX
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