oopsies gee just like the losing streak of the power i seem to have gone missing in action myself. but guess what viewers? i am back. back after that ugly win by richmond. pooh, pooh, crap, crappy crapola...seriously i detest those who espouse winning ugly is acceptable for the game....that is complete rubbish! man i felt like i was at auskick or at a rugby match. doesn't make for good footy at all, difficult to watch and a plan based on fear as far as i am concerned. come on don't be afraid to unleash the footy beasts. take a leaf out of ross lyon and phil walsh's book and let us see the natural game. (more on that later). sometimes i even think they should bring in thirds like netball; no forwards or defence in the opposing teams scoring third. what do you think? does it have to come to that? better still out there is lurking some football genius, a strategist who will solve this dilemma in a creative way. ( ps make sure you come to port, thanks)
signs were breaking the surface during the richmond clash fellow fans but shitty goal kicking let us down; nothing like a few goals in a row to get some momentum going. have to admit i commandress of the lady army even resorted to hurling croatian insults at maric. ( don't be alarmed, nothing obscene, otherwise lovie would have had me by the ear and outta the oval in a flash, hee,hee). but sadly not the send off kane cornes deserved. on the other hand one game doe not make a 300 game career. good luck champ and thank goodness you have joined the fire service because... some of the ones i saw recently at a friends wedding didn't look as though they could get a cat down from a tree, hee,hee.
fast forward and the melbourne game has come and gone. seriously folks i reckon i have lost a few kilos from my recently acquired footy watching habit. it's called pacing. it's called not being able to keep still. and the benefits are you get to burn off a lot more kilojoules without even having to try very hard, hee,hee. yes indeed instead of sitting down and enjoying a cold beer and a homemade pie while watching your team cruise on comfortably, you get to frantically pace up and down instead. you also get the bonus of employing the distraction strategy which is rather handy if you have a lot of household jobs that need to be done. i for one get my laundry done, the boys lunches made for school if it's a sunday. my bed is made, the vacuuming and throw in some dusting for good measure. but honestly were you on the verge of a complete freak out watching that first quarter? were you sitting there thinking oh my friggin footballs this is unbelievable. were you about to unleash the scream of NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...PLEASE STOP POWER I JUST CAN'T TAKE ANOTHER WEEK OF WATCHING YOUR GAME PLAN GO TO CRAP!!! WHAT THE FOOTY???
and you know what? i was waiting for it. i was waiting for the fan in pain hotline to go into overload and for my phone to explode and set my house on fire but for some reason either by the simple act of faith or turning off the TV in disgust or fear of even watching the game, my phone remained silent but the voices in my sisters household did not. once the switch was flicked so were we. high fives, jumping for joy and my new catch cry with accompanying actions... choo, choo the power express is coming through echoed through the walls of a house in welland. thanks cynthia and son for joining us in the celebrations! and thankyou POWER for finally getting into gear and showing us what you are capable of. great comeback, convincing victory and a confidence booster. personally i think a lot had to do with restructuring the forward line...too many talls spoil the mark but a few new faces willing to work hard will raise the work rate. so now my beloved team you need to back it up with a few wins in a row. first one to attend to is the doggies. it is time to show them who is top dog, time to assert yourself back into the hierachy. looking forward to a far more free flowing game and a newly confident port ready and willing to build upon a much needed victory from last week. and the good news is...the lady army is bringing in the reinforcments. the bad news, krakouer has gone back to the SANFL. here's hoping to his speedy return and an elevation after round 12. and yes footy gods a win for us considering i risked myself going into enemy territory last week because a mama has to do what a mama has to do. ( i took son number two to watch freo play crows...and what a game it was)
so enjoy this round viewers and take my advice do not get ahead of yourself like the foolish crows supporter ( an older woman) from last week at half time. yes indeed so much so that she took it upon heself to abuse my sweet boy at half time while he was waiting for me to come out of the ladies. i returned to find him in tears but reassured him he would get the last laugh. and so the footy gods soon saw fit to swing the football freo's way and in the end i had one happy little boy who went from tears to a smile upon his face. and as my sister said she should consider herself lucky that she was not found by me. legend has it i have the voice to burst a thousand crows fans eardrums, ba ha ha ha ha, seriously that could almost be true. so until next time, keep passionate but don't stoop to the lowest to abuse children at a game folks. just remember if you get caught you will face the lady army tribunal and trust me you don't want to be facing the wrath of the feralinas!!!
love, laughter and footy passion,
FFFandF XXX
PS thankyou to those crows supporters who contacted me via twitter to make sure son number two was ok. he is and said...mum there are bad supporters in every club. and that much is true folks. come on freo declaw those cats!!! hee,hee,hee.
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