i have a confession to make viewers when it comes to the footy i am afraid mothers love doesn't count!!! OMG did i just say that? will i be arrested shortly? hang on let me unplug the doorbell chimer.
seriously folks i have done the best that i can. i thought i had a 50 percent success rate but nope my youngest has definitely crossed to the other side but i knew that was coming. deep in my heart i finally accept my failure but deep in my heart i was so hoping that freo would lose yesterday. yes lose so that perhaps we would regain fourth spot. son number two told me to tip freo, he boasted of his optimism, informed me of the past game match stats at pattinson stadium as i smiled and said good for you . (but secretly i was hoping for a huge defeat so that their percentage would plummet) but then again if that happened i would be consoling an unconsolable child, pretending that everything was going to be ok when in reality i would have been jumping for joy on the inside. they say a mother will do anything for their children. mm, perhaps that is generally true but when it comes to the footy i will admit that my team comes before son number two's allegiance to freo and them winning a flag. am i that heartless? i have to tell the truth and say yes...ok now that i have got that off my chest i feel so much better and we can now talk footy. oh PS unless of course port aren't in the GF and then of course i would be happy for freo to win the flag, hee,hee.
so let me refresh myself as yes i have been the one on a bit of a writing slide, apologies for my slackness but the bachelor has started back up on tv and has distracted me. even though i promised myself i would not watch it, sadly i succcumbed and was sucked into the vortex of this mindless and humiliating show. i am just waiting for an ex footy player who has done his dash to be the next batchie. (power guys show some class and bypass this if you are ever approached by the producers of this show) seriously it is soooo bad that it is soooo good. apart from the footy nothing can drag me away from this mindless entertainment and esacpe from reality into the reality that i am glad my reality is not like their reality. but seriously i am too old for that shit and now let me waste not one more word except to say... this weeks episodes are going to be doozies coz intruder ladies are coming in! can you believe that? what a stroke of genius and talk about setting the cat amongst the pigeons. i cannot wait to see how amber reacts. ( i am expecting blood and guts viewers) OMG bring on wednesday now!!! OK time to calm down now and think football.
i genuinely thought we were in with a chance to beat sydney. perhaps some thought our powerslide would continue into the deep, dark mire of lost opportunities but hey folks how about we take a reality check. did you seriously think think the power were going to win the flag this year? or should i say did you expect them too? my answer to those two questions are no and no. not improbable because stranger things have happened but personally i feel they are not quite there yet. playing their best footy yes. if trengove and carlise had been injury free perhaps we would have secured a top four spot but let us wait and see. all i will say is that the power had some of that magic mojo back and if they had kicked straight the result could have been different. franklin was held and sydney are not invincible. i do not want sydney to win the flag and am debating whether to put them on the list of teams i despise. with that million dollar plus forward line they should be smashing it but they aint. hombsch was simply outstanding. there were a couple of pathetic frees which did not cost us the game but well what is the point complaining now? i said my piece on triple m, lol.
predcitions of torrential rain for round 21 sent supporters into a tail spin and only added to the media myth that port would not handle the wet conditions. well i decided to ignore that and pretty much ignored the first quarter. i decided to turn to barry to blast off a few fat cells and get my city to bay back on track. i cleaned, washed dishes while listening to the radio and running into the lounge. i nicked down to coles to buy a few things. i just found it almost unberable not because i didn't have faith but it was such a hard slog with low scores. we did control the game and smashed the inside 50's but we were not getting paid much dividends for the effort. however, i put that down to conditions. when the final siren went it was a relief to have the four points and a possible step back into the four but thanks to freo playing exceptionally well it was not meant to be.
so here we are folks coming up to the last home game for the season. where did that time go? i have absolutely loved it. as far as i am concerned it has been a very interesting season with a nice dose of unpredictability thrown in. and as i type the final eight has yet to be set. will the crows hang on? will brisbane perform a miracle and beat freo? will we finish at the portress on a high? those questions and who wins the bachelors heart remain to be answered. stay tuned folks and until then bring your best frizzura to the footy! just make sure it doesn't get in the way of someone elses view. to round 22!!!
love FFFand F XXX
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