the game...

was that a heart stopper or what folks?

well i can say that my football watching strategy was an epic fail. of course i could not resist having a little peek at the scores via my mobile phone. yes we were up. i was feeling confident but knew this was gonna be a very tough game. after all... the kangaroos are our bogey side. and yes my cousin was already telling me that we were gonna lose, that other sides had figured us out, blah,blah,blah ( but of course he is a crows supporter so what do you expect? hee,hee) and if we had went down 0-3 then we would never hear the end of it. powers premiership hopes short circuited, power failure, premiership chances electrocuted and the lame headlines could go on. ( or maybe i am just rather creative? lol) unfortunately our team lends itself to that with our name but hey there are plenty of other good ones i could make up about some of the others but that is not my concern. after all the hype and misplaced fear i was more than confident that ken and the team had made the right decision in not taking a gamble on lobbe and banking on some run, smart, very smart. if they had followed mcdermott's advice it would be akin to selling off our assets don't you think? a short term solution which seems like a great idea at the time but in hindsight proves to be an expensive mistake. glad that kenny didn't fall for that one but why would he? he more than anyone knows there is a long way to go and he believes in his boys and so must we if we are to endure the weeks ahead.

     well where on earth was i when this epic and brutal battle was taking place? on the dancefloor amongst others who were there to celebrate the upcoming nuptials of my oldest friends daughter. ( no she is not 80 folks but i have known her for 48 years!!! some of my friends weren't even born then...OMG i had better lie down and have a bex, hee,hee) my strategy was that i was not going to jinx the game by watching it. my strategy was to invoke divine intervention from the spirit world. my strategy was that once i knew we had won i would make myself at home at my sisters place and watch the replay on foxtel...mm, yes still haven't got around to being connected yet. my strategy was once we had won i would give myself permission to invoke the powers of alcohol to assist me with my dance moves! but no everywhere i looked there was a TV. in fact three of them. i attempted to distract myself with some pita bread and dip. i even tried drinking my champagne through the penis straw. (yes viewers nothing much as changed during these hens celebrations apart from the fact brides to be now get to wear a sash with flashing lights!) in the end i got rid of the penis straw, hee,hee. i danced but in the end i was drawn into the game and my true colours emerged, suffice to say not one bloke asked me to dance and to be honest i was firmly glued to the screen, cheering, screaming, gesturing until the final siren when i could be relieved of my footy watching duties. and then it was champagne, a lot of champagne that somehow seemed to make me far more alluring to the male species. ask my wingwoman ( she's married).end of story. still i thought it was my dancing, lol.

     and to tips. yes a perfect score for moi but way off the mark when it came to the collingwood and saints margin, who would have thought? the freo game looked like it was evolving into a complete bloodbath by halftime but yet the final score did not reflect anything of the sort. at least son number two was very happy and was quick to ring and let me know. so after round three it looks as though my asessment of freos chances for a top four finish may need to be edited. i still say it is too early to tell. i am happy with the win but not happy about ollie. a big drats to that. still i loved seeing krakouer get the opportunity and ahchee remain composed enough under pressure to handball it off to young...GOAL and that is probably the exact moment my champagne intake skyrocketed!

     so until round four which will be a big one for some and of course us. (sydney/freo to just name one) we have got the hawks, a tough assignment but the boys must rest, refocus and get into the mindset of taking the game on, being fearless. the hawks will show no mercy but we must also believe we can match it with them and absorb the pressure. yes,yes,yes...and another yes to signing off. so until the next blog viewers keep your footy on and POWER supporters remember to bring the noise!!!

love FFand F XXX