Easter Sunday game v Western Bulldogs 7.20pm @ Marvel

[alex.f.94]

Its all ai now.

[Finding_Nino]

Feel for bad for them just trying to their job and they cop it

[Celtic_Swing]

The dickless board won’t sack Scott by themselves, they need help. So either the members stop turning up, or the players stop turning up. This has shades of Geelong v Melbourne about it, that day it was 176 points, I for one am backing in our boys to get the job done tonight. 180+ loss should be enough to send the fraud into the sun.

[Humble_NSW_Fan]

Dogs by 120 pts.

Us to kick 4 goals for the game, 3 in the last qtr.

[Stallion]

Happy Essendon losing by 150+ points day everyone

[Crod]

Bailey Dale going for 1,000 metres gained tonight.

[dons_thru_n_thru]

@FurryLog

The Other Darkest Day in Sport

By Paige Turner | The Hun

It was already over before anyone said it out loud.

July 28, 1979. Waverley Park. A winter afternoon that felt colder as the day went on, the wind cutting across a half-filled ground, 12,000 spectators scattered and watching something they didn’t yet understand would become permanent.

Fitzroy 36.22 (238) defeated Melbourne 6.12 (48).

A 190-point margin.

The biggest ever recorded.

And still, somehow, it didn’t arrive like a shock. It built. Quarter by quarter. Break by break. By half-time the gap was 81. By three-quarter time it was 141. By then, the game itself had disappeared — replaced by a number that kept growing.

Melbourne, under coach Carl Ditterich, were a club already under strain. On the field, names like Gerard Healy, Garry Baker and Ray Biffin were left trying to stem something that had moved beyond effort.

Across from them, Fitzroy sensed it.

Bob Beecroft kicked 10. Bernie Quinlan, Mick Conlan and Garry Wilson turned movement into momentum, and momentum into something far more ruthless.

This masthead believes the deeper truth of that day: it wasn’t just dominance. It was imbalance.

Because the wider world in 1979 carried the same tone. Political instability. Economic unease. Systems shifting, confidence thinning. Nothing collapsing outright — but plenty beginning to fray.

On a suburban ground in Melbourne, that same feeling took shape in football form.

One team accelerating. The other unable to respond.

And once that gap opened, there was no mechanism to close it.

No rotations. No modern defensive grids. No way to stop the bleeding once it started.

That’s how 190 happened.

Not as a miracle. As a process.

Which is why, nearly half a century later, the number still stands untouched.

Until now, perhaps.

Because today, at Marvel Stadium, the conditions are different — but the warning signs feel familiar.

The Essendon Football Club arrive under Brad Scott with recent form that doesn’t just suggest vulnerability — it outlines it.

Heavy defeats. Structural lapses. Games that shift quickly and don’t come back.

Opposition sides have found space too easily, moved the ball too cleanly, and once momentum builds, Essendon have struggled to halt it.

This masthead can reveal the uncomfortable parallel: that’s exactly how margins start to stretch.

The Western Bulldogs, led by Marcus Bontempelli and supported by a forward line that converts pressure into scoreboard damage, are not the kind of side that lets a game drift.

They press. They surge. They compound.

And if the early signs go their way, the question will change.

Not who wins.

But how far it goes.

Because modern football insists a margin like 190 can’t happen again. Systems are tighter. Players are fitter. Games are controlled.

But history doesn’t deal in guarantees.

It deals in moments where one team keeps going — and the other can’t.

And when that happens, numbers that seem impossible start to move.

190 has stood since 1979.

But if a game ever threatens it again, it won’t announce itself in advance.

It will look normal.

Until suddenly, it isn’t.

Until the scoreboard ticks past 100.

Then 150.

And somewhere in the final quarter, a number no one expected starts to come into view.

A double tonne.

The next darkest day.

I almost counted 190 small paragraphs and short sentences.

[BAAKKEERRRR]

Happy One Day Closer To Brilliant Brad Being Rissoled Day everyone!
Enjoy!!

[James98]

[scotty21]

Just show something, just look like you’re ■■■■■■■ trying.

If you do that and lose by 80, who ■■■■■■■ cares.

[Kialla]

There’s no way we win this game. Pigs don’t fly! Don’t go expecting a win, but watch the young players, see how they are going, responding, attacking and assess if they’ll make it. They are the future. Then come back with positive thoughts for 2027/8 and get something useful out of the game.

[Walla]

I’m looking forward to Guelfi, Perkins, Langford, Gresham, Perkins, McKay, etc. yet again showing their typical form which guarantees their continued selection for the rest of 2026 and then 2027 and 2028.

[j_w]

I just remembered that Guelfi is playing. Off quite possibly the worst VFL form of any player on the list.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

[Humble_NSW_Fan]

Gloomer.

It should only be 120 pts.

[chef]

@j_w

I just remembered that Guelfi is playing. Off quite possibly the worst VFL form of any player on the list.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Please swap him with Nguyen

[Hoffy]

[Fairtackle]

@Hoffy

Good, hopefully it pours down and restricts Dogs to just 150pts

[scotty21]

Oh well off to AAMI Park for a Juan Mata masterclass before this ■■■■■■■■■■■.

[Rom]

Bombers fans leaving their house today reminds me of when Mr Orange looked in the mirror and told himself that he’s was going to be ok before he left his apartment.

I dip my lid to the rusted on fans that are going today.

[sausageroll]

@whereswalla

My worry about the Swans is they brought Charlie in to be their big dog forward but I think he’s lost his edge. It will be interesting to see how he fares under finals pressure.

He kicked a few last night. I think he will be fine.