My DreamTeam light has been extinguished, the thrill is gone. Joy is dead.
Shite form from all my former world-beater defenders + cruelty at the selection table + Swannie's indiscretion at the beer table = Decimation. Chimps out in straight sets. No back to back.
But seriously I hope the rest of you are having fun.
Here's what we've got. No second chances....
The 2 Big Cats baring their claws at each other.
And an interesting week down at Regent St, with Rob and Andy shielding their teams from each others' prying eyes.
And down here in the lower reaches, Catfish, having just missed the top 8 at the last roll of the dice, should be able toset up a nice Granny with Matt's Lygon St. You'd reckon.
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