I think this thread needs a bump after our resounding win against Carlscum.
I think this thread needs a bump after our resounding win against Carlscum, and Hawthorn confirming their new head-and-map away jumper.Fixed.
Jeff Kennett…wearing his poo/wee striped jacket…going bananas at Razor Ray & making a complete berk of himself in the VIP seating was a personal highlight. Poor Felicity. She looked so embarrassed.
Question: If/when this happens, no matter when, would you rather win by a pt or 10 goals?
One point win, kicked by Joey after the siren after a dodgy free kick and 50m penalty paid against Mitchell. Let it hurt those farkers
Question: If/when this happens, no matter when, would you rather win by a pt or 10 goals?
20 goals
Not sure my heart could take it.
Yeah, 1 point, or at least a one kick win is the ultimate release ,… yeah, a few heart attacks & strokes, but… you know.
Actually, 30 goals.
Fark this one point crap.
10+ goals while monstering the farkers and keeping them to less then 5 goals. Dominate them, embarrass them, own them
An ending similar to round 2 last year could work too.
Maybe change it to Cyril waltzing into an open goal, only to be beaten by the siren before his kick and having all their supporters watching helplessly as the ball sails through for a goal but it doesn’t count.
They will know, that we will always know, the exact moment their little hearts broke. The ultimate pain.
Too harsh?
Changed my mind … at least one more goal than when we beat them the last time we met in a GF… like I was praying for in the last 5 minutes of that game.
84 points at least.
This is our dream ending to 2016 and we still kicked inaccurately.
Jeff Kennett....wearing his poo/wee striped jacket....going bananas at Razor Ray & making a complete berk of himself in the VIP seating was a personal highlight. Poor Felicity. She looked so embarrassed.Especially since Razor Ray was sitting next to him in Hawthorn members' and keeping to himself, nowhere near the field. Not that he's a die-hard hawthorn member with a big hard-on for Brad Sewell, or anything.
Question: If/when this happens, no matter when, would you rather win by a pt or 10 goals?1 point. Make it a wobbly grubber, too; or a rushed behind.
An ending similar to round 2 last year could work too.Maybe change it to Cyril waltzing into an open goal, only to be beaten by the siren before his kick and having all their supporters watching helplessly as the ball sails through for a goal but it doesn’t count.
They will know, that we will always know, the exact moment their little hearts broke. The ultimate pain.
Too harsh?
Cyril waltzing into goal and being tackled from behind by Walla just before he kicks the winning goal. Ball spills free and Walla runs the length of the ground to kick the sealer. This place would go farking mental
Question: If/when this happens, no matter when, would you rather win by a pt or 10 goals?1 point. Make it a wobbly grubber, too; or a rushed behind.
Or just touched, … but not called eh?
Here’s how it happens:
With thirty seconds to go, Joe kicks his eighth point for the day to get us within one.
Hawthorn try to delay as long as possible (they can’t just rush behinds to win this premiership) but finally get called to play on. Tries to baulk past Joe but NOOO he’s wrapped up and Elena pays the holding the ball free. But wait, what’s this? Some male ump waving his appendage has run in from fifty to over-rule her, and make it a ball-up!
Understandably the crowd is going full Fark Carlton at this point.
Ball-up and half the 36 guys in our fifty are going up… but JOE IS AT THE HIGHEST POINT and punches it through for the drawing point! Siren.
It’s in the replay that we win by 40 goals (Joe kicks 8 straight).
Here’s how it happens:With thirty seconds to go, Joe kicks his eighth point for the day to get us within one.
Hawthorn try to delay as long as possible (they can’t just rush behinds to win this premiership) but finally get called to play on. Tries to baulk past Joe but NOOO he’s wrapped up and Elena pays the holding the ball free. But wait, what’s this? Some male ump waving his appendage has run in from fifty to over-rule her, and make it a ball-up!
Understandably the crowd is going full Fark Carlton at this point.
Ball-up and half the 36 guys in our fifty are going up… but JOE IS AT THE HIGHEST POINT and punches it through for the drawing point! Siren.
It’s in the replay that we win by 40 goals (Joe kicks 8 straight).
All the more amazing the way he spiked it into the ground and got it to bounce over the Hawks players guarding the goal line so it wouldn’t have been a free kick against and therefore no score if he punched it over on the full. Incredible that he could remember the rule and execute that in such tight and frantic circumstances.
Um… you can deliberately punch the ball over your own goal line…