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IT AIN’T OVER ‘TIL IT’S OVER

Or to put it another way……..

SUBI WHACKO

If Britney Spears is reading.
That, my dear, is what you call a comeback.

If Johnny Worsfold is reading.
That, my friend, is how you win a final with class and dignity. No carrying on post siren.

If David Wirrpanda is reading.
Micky McGuane dropped only one mark.

If Greg Miller is reading.
Travis Cloke looks like a pretty handy player doesn’t he.

If Chris Connolly is reading.
You may have screwed yourself on the Tarrant trade. You might have offered the Pies way too much!

And if Len Thompson is reading up there in Heaven.
Rest in peace Big Man.

Can a week of football get any bigger?

Big win, private jet, record use of the interchange bench, great comeback, first final victory in overtime, revenge, a game that will be etched in folklore and deeply hurt the oppo, huge walk out and then Thommo!

WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The West Coast game was so emotionally taxing I’ve lodged a BAS!
That match was like a fine bottle of scotch – it was both famous and grouse!
It was The Rumble In The Jungle!
Only losing a final to the Woods in overtime could make a captain walk out on a club!
And speaking of overtime does WorkChoices mean the lads get time and a half for the last ten minutes because I notice they didn’t get a dinner break after the regulation four quarters? After all we are historically a working class club.

Four weeks ago the Pies looked more crook than my accountant’s paperwork. Now they are knocking on the door of destiny, The Thriller In Manilla with the Catters.
Having disposed of last season’s two Grand Finalists the Woods now prepare to muscle up to this season’s Premiership favourite.

Late last Friday night it was all about altitude.
Come this Friday it will all be about ATTITUDE.

On paper this current line-up is as good as I’ve seen in a black ‘n’ white jumper for ages. It has more class than a garage full of Mercs and more fight than Elton John’s pet gerbil. They are more in tune with each other than the Melbourne Symphony Orchestra.
In short, they come to play.

As predicted, last week saw the rise and rise of Paul Medhurst – literally.
That was a better hanger than Jakata’s Chief Magistrate!
And I expect Med’s rich vein of form to continue.

With Didak turning it on faster than the Swan traitor’s nightlight, Bucks, Irish and Ruz – this is a very different outfit to the last one Geelong fronted.

But after consulting my crystal spud and taking a quick squiz into the future I see more hair than the Led Zeppelin reunion and more run than a French cross-dresser’s stockings.

It will be the Daisy and Pendles show.
(How important does Pendles’ rest with a foot injury look now? Unlike Steve Fossett he’s still flying!)

Pies to win by 15.
Daisy to bag 4.
Thommo to look down and smile.

GO YOU WOODSMEN!!!!!!!!!!

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