And the Footy Season is Gone

Last weekend and the Hawks came through and won their eleventh AFL premiership, beating the first-timers Fremantle Dockers. Not an overly exciting game but it was football – or actually there was some excitement or maybe some groan moments. Freo just couldn’t kick a goal and the footballer voted as the one that most others want to hit – Haydn Ballantyne – just couldn’t do anything.

I was most disappointed as I had tipped Fremantle and Nick Fyfe for the Norm Smith. If Feo had won, Fyfe might have been a chance to bring home some bacon for me. But alas, the only pork I has that day was some excellent ribs. Pulled out the BGE and tried out a rib rack I scored for my birthday RibRackand it worked a treat. The ribs were excellent, and so were the dogs and so would have been the chillie but Sophia and Dano left that at home – another day, maybe. But something that doesn’t wait for another day was the Mountain Goat I chose from Dan Murphy’s. I went there to pick up a six pack and extras but came back with a six pack, carton, extras and key-ring. They had a tasting night with some specials – and I am a sucker for a special. I went for the IPA, after trying the Hightail Ale, Steam Ale, Summer Ale (bit sweet for me), and a special brew in conjunction with Brooklyn Brewery (fine establishment and great beer – visited there on our first trip to USA) Hopfweizenbock – not a quaffing beer for watching the footy, maybe with a nice meal (not that the ribs and dogs weren’t nice, just you didn’t need a knife and fork).

But the footy is now over – draft and exchange period to look forward to and will Carlton make the finals on their own in 2014 – Go Blues. I can now cheer for the Ravens, but I doubt they will go back-to-back. And we’re off to the States again with tickets booked for the 49ers – should be good, so will the food, beer and sites – if they are open as I hear USA is closing down.

Did we really win?

So, the mighty Blues have made the AFL finals – did they deserve to be there? Who cares, the cards fell their way and they are in. Might only last a week but at least they are there.

Carlton has many traditional rivals, one they will be up against this weekend – Richmond; and the other gave up their spot in the eight through an attempt to better themselves through untested scientific experiments – Essendon.

Many say Carlton didn’t deserve to take Essendon’s spot – many hate Carlton and would say that no matter what. Maybe the Kangas were the better side and should have made it – but they didn’t, did they.

But it wasn’t easy for Carlton. They almost kicked themselves out of it – again. Essendon had the laugh when they came from behind to beat Carlton who had many more scoring shots but just could not get that ball through the big sticks. But that was all a snicker as Carlton came from nowhere to snatch the game against the Power. Carlton still couldn’t kick a goal, I felt like throwing stuff at the TV, but then came the last quarter and finally, Carlton kicked straight.

Great game. Bring on the Tiges this weekend – managed to get tickets (writing this there were only 427 left). The Blues have a good record against the Tigers but they were the Tigers of old and I’m not all that confident. But that’s what I thought last weekend, and a fortnight back when we came from behind to beat Richmond – and 1982.

Carlton’s comeback

Who Tipped the Card this Weekend?

I thought it was about time I did a football post. The AFL season is coming up to bye weekend and nearing the halfway mark. I’ve always enjoyed the football tipping and over the years have won a few dollars – others years it was good to make up the numbers. But what I have done a lot of is actually running the tipping competition to the extent that my old workplace name their tipping competition after me – what an honour (even better when I won money from it last year). It’s great to be remembered for something 😀

Footy tipping is about the only gambling I get up to – except maybe the Aussie tradition of a small wager on the Melbourne Cup (the first time I was ever involved in that was in grade 3 at school in Tasmania and the Melbourne Cup was one of the years highlights from the nuns at the convent, so much so that the nuns got all us little ten year olds to spend lunch money on a ticket in the sweep – such an effect on me I can still remember buying the raffle ticket and everyone was excited about a grey called Gunsynd, which didn’t win but was still a champion horse).

I used to like the dream teams but this year there was just too much thinking and the only thing that this has changed in my world by not having a team is that I don’t watch as many games or keep up with the news as I have no invested interest in how other teams and players are travelling (last year I was in three different competitions with four teams – that is too much thinking and rushing to the computer to make last minute changes).

And now comes the football. Started with the traditional Friday night of beer, pizza and Foxtel. Great TV game of the Saints v the Tigers and unfortunately the Tigers won. I have a bit of a soft spot for the Saints as they were my first team -well, when we were in Tasmania and not betting with the nuns I barracked for New Norfolk who wore the same colours as St Kilda and I do remember watching the 1971 Saints v Hawks grand final on the black and white Pye. Then we came over here and the first game I went to was Carlton v Fitzroy at the still not yet completed Waverley Park (now a housing estate) and we went with one of Dad’s friends who was a mad Carlton supporter and he said they were the team to follow – they won that day, and also won the grand final so he was right, and I’ve followed the mighty Blues ever since (but there is still a little St Kilda in there).

Then came Saturday – no live football as Saturday is guitar day. The Cats did nothing special in beating the Giants, the Crows beat Freo, and the Hawks thumped the Roos with Buddy Franklin back on track with a very fine 13 goals including one with two seconds to go.

And then came Saturday night – more Foxtel, beer and noodles this time as it is okay to follow-up with beer but two nights of pizza is a no-go. The Blues were on the box and the Blues I think never left Melbourne as they got a pounding from the Power. A few Carlton players need a pounding, however, there are only a few players left as those like Bower do not count as players – they are in the same category as ex-Collingwood now Docker Jack Anthony who was once again subbed off (maybe for the last time) as he used his head to try and mark the ball when Freo were still a chance.

Carlton were doing that well that I switched over to see the final bits of the Demons hanging-on to beat the Bombers – now that was good for football and very satisfying.

And Sunday saw another satisfying result with the Lions coming from behind to beat the top of the ladder Eagles, the Swans thumping the Dogs who I think stayed in the Qantas lounge just like Carlton the night before, and the mortal enemy Collingwood won again against the Suns, even with Gary Ablett having a record equalling 53 possessions – wonder who will get the brownlow votes.

Looking forward to another Friday night of beer, pizza and Foxtel with Carlton up against the Cats. I should really go to this game but it is cold and if Carlton play like they have been then I won’t have the opportunity to switch channels or go to bed. 😛