10.4.18

Hooroo Roo Hoodoo

Intergenerational weakness is endlessly fascinating. Especially on a team or club level.

How do the Roos, who have been no world-beaters for yonks, manage to beat the Demons for 16 straight games? Likewise, the Saints, while unarguably better than the Dees for the last decade, I'd argue not to the extent borne out but their 18 game winning streak.

Maybe blame a lop-sided tally of games played at the Docklands Terror-dome (another Demon hoodoo/weakness - not a single game won there in 24 attempts over an 8 year losing streak) and in wind-blown Tassy.

And of course the Demons were particularly shit for a decade, but even Hawks (13-game streak) and the Cats (11-game streak) didn't embarrass us as much and they were actually good.

Weakness of mind, spirit, culture and heart. The chinless-elite factor. Lack of belief from top to bottom of the club (that'd be me).


Anyhoo, Roo hoodoo busted this week thank Jehovah, the Saints one in R1 last year.
So now there's only finals (11 year absence) and a Premiership (54 year drought) to take care of.

Enough of them, here's us, and nothing between anyone pretty much. Panther (Taffa) has clawed his way to the lead based on some good margin calls, but the first 7 are equal on 18 wins. We've got 17s and 16s all the way down to 23rd.

Tassy's back from Greece full of steam and storming into the 8. And you know Coxy Catfish left the country before last round, cos he's just shot up 15 places to be seriously in contention. Last time he was disconnected from the footy-teat for most of the season he won the Cup.





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