PHENOMENAL COMEBACK...I am in FOOTY HEAVEN but my FREO friends are in FOOTY HELL!!!

OH MY FRIGGIN FOOTY BALLS...did you see that coming? gee have to say that was the most heroic and inspirational comeback i have seen  in a long time. tipped port by 23 before the match but by half time i was almost stunned into not being able to collect my thoughts. freo were tough, they were physical, they were everywhere and they were smashing us. they closed us down and went on the rampage only to blow their chances at goal. had they kicked straight and been up by about 40 points perhaps the mental strength to dig deep and believe the job could be done would have been lost. but at half time i thought it is not impossible, we were still in the game and i thought to myself this could go two ways...ugly or the boys will dig deep and rise. and rise they did. rise from the ashes like the majestic power phoenix. it seemed as though it was a game of jekyll and hide, black and white, arctic ice to blistering sun, rough to smooth and the analogies could go on but i have run out of them, hee,hee...besides they were getting lame. 

     well viewers i was watching this game in the comfort of our home coz we were banned from the footy get together place (thanks to son number two). he just gets soooo emotional and he just can't take it but then again he is only 11. but listening to the first half from my place you would have thought i was the child. frustration caused me to call the freo players morons and the umpires rubbish and sandilands a monster and i think i might have even used the f-bomb plus hell. and yes at half time son number two confident in victory ( and why wouldn't he be?) came to console me and smother me in kisses and hugs. he did inform me a few times he didn't like my attitude, (which was a bit rich coming from him considering what i have had to put up with in the past). had i given up? had i you may wonder? well i was beginning to think that perhaps it would be moi taking my freo born boys to the MCG next week to watch their team. i had the offer of freo membership numbers but thought i would just wait and see the game played out...yes wait and see, wait and see and what a good decision that turned out to be.

      so here is a bit of advice for you viewers. it is not over till the siren sings and players collapse in a heap from pure devastation or jump for joy in jubilation...isn't that right? and you know who you are. yes one of my freo friends took the liberty ( she will remain anonymous) to facebook me at half time from the game to express how much she was loving it. can you believe that? sink the boot in...twist the dagger just a teeny tiny bit. i have to admit i looked at that and felt compelled to strike back. but instead i retorted with don't post until the final siren, how very dare you, lol...trying to pretend that i could take it, hee,hee. and lo and behold the switch was  flicked and the power surge began and my belief that they would out run and run freo into the defeat came to fruition. yes burgo is a bloody genius. its all about the peaking viewers, peak at the wrong time and it could spell disaster, blah,blah,blah..yeah i am such an expert.
     two third quarter goals and four in total from graylow saw the ascent and rise take shape. the run was back the swarm gathered strength and port were back to the tough, contested never give up footy they promised. i wish i had been a fly on the wall to hear what ken had to say because whatever it was it certainly ignited the team to get up and fight the port adelaide way. as the team ascended the stairway to footy heaven, son number two and the freo faithful began their descent into footy hell, two points ahead at three quarter time faith had been restored and belief had returned. the turn around was nothing short of phenomenal. i have to say my heart sank when jonas was subbed off at half time but the players rose to meet the challenge head on resulting in a spectacular finish. the lead changing, freo getting within five points and then some inspiring goals...wingard go wingard...shulz hanging on to the mark, white lightning and polec to add the icing to the cake. and then the final siren, fist pumping, yelling, hysterical tears from a devastated freo boy. as sad as it was for him i was ecstatic. should i be ashamed of myself? am i a horrible mamma? no folks just a very passionate footy fan and you gotta just support your team, come children or not, lol. so after consoling a very distressed boy and putting him to bed what is an ecstatic fan suppose to do? go to her sisters and watch the replay on foxtel. and that is exactly what i did. end of story...onward to the G, dare not to dream...dare to believe...we are port adelaide!!!
    

FINALS FEVER...week two...who will survive?

so here we are viewers into the second week of finals. are you happy? i know i am and will be even happier if we come home with a win. i have to say though there is one thing that i am not looking forward to and that is watching the game. what you say? is she serious? you bet. i will be doing my mamma duties and watching it with son number two who has been banned from watching it at the get together for footy place. yes he is passionate. yes he reels out his statistics and knows about all the players. but he is only 11 which means he has not yet developed the resilience to cop it on the chin when his team is losing or they lose fullstop. there are gonna be tears come saturday evening and i sure as hell hope they will not be mine!!! hee,hee.

     well i have done my good deeds. gone back to school as promised even though it is my day off to collect student poster for competition that closes today. and am glad i did because she has done a great job. i  think she is in with a chance for a prize. i have racked up 8km's on barry so have earnt some fitness credits. probably havent done as much housework as i should but who cares? it's the weekend and time for friday night footy. some are not going to be happy. i have a few cats friends but i hate to say it...i've tipped the roos which might be considered a bit of an upset. for me the cats had more luck than stand out footy this year. i think the roos with boomer harvey back in the side will have more hunger and also have the legs to finish them off in the last quarter. oh well... let us wait and see.

     regarding port and freo, i haven't wanted to think too much about it. if their pace is brought to this game then i think freo will need jet packs to keep up. seriously that pace was blistering last week. and as far as i am concerned burgo is a genius. poo poo to those who doubted him....come on folks really? the man is a renowned fitness guru and if anyone will know how to season the team to come good at the right time it will be him. i think we are in with a great chance. freo have a few injury concerns but will still have the home ground advantage plus the height advantage of man mountain sandilands. i hope they have learnt from their mistakes and keep him out of the game and away from the ball. no bombing into players when he is in the pack. time to drop to ground and make him bend down and get uncomfortable.

     i have to confess though folks i do have a soft spot for freo having lived there for ten years. last year i was cheering for them but this year i am not sure they are up to the same standard. whatever, it is going to be a tough contest. physical, brutal and tight but i am confident port can crack open the game and run away enough to seal the deal. there you have my verdict. and if all goes according to plan then i will be heading to melbourne town. if not i may still be heading there with sons in tow to give them an MCG experience. 

     so are you ready for friday night footy folks? i am. have my dressing gown on and will get my ugg boots and take my place on the couch. come on cats and kangaroos make it a good one!!!

PS did you hear about the lion idea? the real live lion parading around the oval as pre-match entertainment? seriously i almost peed my guchas when i heard it. apparently the AFL want to jazz things up. pure gold i say and it certainly paves the way for more ridiculous absurdity. perhaps we could have the birds of prey pre-game entertainment or some swans swimming around an inflatable pool on wheels. how about some flaming suns that someone can jump through? lol. it certainly fired up my imagination. i think i should submit my resume as the creative director of AFL entertainment. why not? ba ha ha ha ha ha...have a good night on the couch.

love FFFandF XXX

FINALS FEVER...BRING IT ON!!!

the sign says it all...

OMG viewers finals have arrived!!! yes what we have been waiting for all year. time to separate the boys from the men. have you made your tips? suspect any upsets? well moi thinks that perhaps freo might knock sydney off but when i heard about johnson missing the finals series and no mcpharlin well i let that one sink to the bottom of the freo harbour. what am i gonna do when footy finishes? i honestly dont know but somehow i will manage to keep my finger on the pulse.

     friday night entree...hawks vs cats. for me the hawks will win comfortably. personally i think the cats are not as competitive as years gone by and will not be able to match it with the slickness of the hawks or their precision foot skills. freo vs swans? well i think the ground may not suit the swans but buddy and tippet will trouble freos backline. the swans will need to expose that and keep a tight lid on ballantyne and walters. 

     roos vs the bombers? no carlile and depending on which kangaroos side fronts up, north melbourne but personally i would like to see them lose. too unpredictable and a fast finishing side, they have managed to beat all top four sides...did they? i think so but correct me if i am wrong. 

     port vs richmond? port for moi. i will not be seduced by the tigers winning streak. finals are a different ball game. the tigers have to be admired for their run home to the finals but seriously we played them under manned and the same could be said for sydney. psychologically they seem to have the momentum but as i said on channel seven news ( the media magnet that i am) they wont know what hit them.and how prophetic was that viewers? just call me footy, female and psychic!!! hee,hee. so here is a little insight into how it went.

     monday morning... tickets...we waited in line at the entertainment centre, ten tickets later in section 101 right on boundary line...HIP HIP HOORAY!!! plus we got our picture in the advertiser...winning. friday morning...open training...more pics with the boys, lottie getting guernsey signed for her big sister, interview by channel seven...winning again, hee, hee. saturday....finish painting placard. sunday morning....workout on barry, sun is shining. go to papa joe's wish him a happy fathers day and give him his winning lotto tickets ( yes viewers don't want the footy gods getting angry coz i forgot about the old man) i begin to get that familiar feeling. the same one when we flogged carlton. all stations go. we get a car park across the road from AO...OMG we are still winning. lady army, ten in a row. the crowd, the song, cotchin lets us kick with the wind...what was he thinking? yes we are already winning before the ball even bounces. and then that first quarter where i almost pass out because i am so dizzy from having to keep on keeping on standing up....goal, goal, goal, goal, goal, goal, goal!!! dream start, football ecstasy game over in 17 mins and that folks was true. to witness the boys wear the prison bars, they played as if they were possessed from the past. the past that says we are the most successful football club in the history of australia!!! yes am still reliving the awesome brutality and never give up attitude that completely overwhelmed the tigers and stripped them of their stripes. now lets do it again...time to sink the freo ship!!!

over and out, FFFand F.

PS we went upstairs to the magarey room afterwards to soak in the atmosphere and share our jubilation with fellow supporters. and to catch a bit of eye candy too, wink,wink...where did you go my footy husband???

Some of the lady army...kazza had to go!!!

TICKETS TICKETS TICKETS!!!

the only thing more exciting than footy finals folks is the batchelor...tragic i know but one must look at the bigger picture to really see the full value of this humiliating show, hee,hee. 

TICKETS TICKETS TICKETS!!!! yes tickets folks OMG i was planning on doing a krsipy kreme camp out but didnt have any arctic clothing to keep me warm. thought i would get in early and take my tennis racquet (good weapon of choice for a few overhead lobs and backhands for anyone trying to get into the line unnoticed).  my strategy was to front up in person because i knew the computer system would be in overload mode. and besides i wanted to be able to choose our seating. 

     well folks my strategy worked. i fronted up at the entertainment centre with a line and was probably about 20th which seemed reasonable. feralina number two accompanied me and bewteen us we had ten memberships, YES ten memberships to get ten bums on seats. talk about exciting. chatting to two other ladies who were ahead of us, getting even more excited as we neared the ticket window. and super  awesome i even scored my usual ticket lady to boot. how good was that??

 after distracting her with our banter we had to silence ourselves so that she could put in each number exactly and volia ten tickets in bay 101. we were stoked and jumping for joy so much so that we were asked to make ourselves available for a photographic opportunity, which we did. by that time little sister and niece had fronted up...my sister will now have to explain that one to the achool, lol. 

       hoping you got your tickets viewers...see you on sunday for the big game...WOO HOO...GO THE POWER and let your footy do the talking!!!

the battle lines are drawn...

the battle lines were drawn...port vs freo in my household, adult vs child. i had been hearing all week, the statistics, the pattinson stadium record blah,blah,blah but still i felt incredibly calm and optimistic. i knew this team was not the same team that travelled to freo last year and were flogged. we had come too far and had improved. at the very least i was expecting a fiece contest and that it was. unfortunately missed opportunities cost us the game, a few goals that could have been, that pesky ballantyne...triple drats to you , you little flea. but all in all folks it was a respectable effort and a gallant comeback that unfortunately fell short due to that brain fade in the third quarter.

      but what else can i say? quite seriously it was not a very pleasurable vieing experience for me, not because we lost but because i have failed in my duty as a mother to guide my son out of his emotional meltdowns to the gate of resilience. the tribunal says he is banned from watching freo/port games and must now watch these in solitary confinement which seems fair enough but doesn't really teach him how to suck it up. so i am appelaing the tribunals decision and will have him sit and watch with us until he learns to get it together...the end!!!