Langford smashes Charlie Brown player into coach on boundary.
Iāll look out for a bloke in lycra
Merrett horrid kick concedes eventual point.
Standing under the scoreboard and canāt read the ā ā ā ā ā ā thing. 27 minutes gone. We may lead or trail. Some goals some behinds plays a either more or less goals and behinds.
Peters goals on the siren. Add one to our total of a few goals.
Time for a beer.
Peters gets mauled just before siren. Real panic by the Charlie Browner.
Goal!
3.7.25 we lead 3.3.21
No significant wind.
Apparently we need to āoutnumber with methodā.
Langford and Morgan get legs worked on at huddle.
We just need to kick better for goal. 4 more behinds plus multiple OOBs.
Hep D, Hep A and Zerrett (sounds like a combination youād need medication to tackle) all at the huddle.
X, Joe, Tippa, Trav and Bobcat are sitting at our end.
Joe Dan, TIPPA, Green, Colyer and Howlett rest in the pocket.
Jerrett on Thomas. Crush him.
Mutch totally fluffs first thrust forward by centring to a Charlie Browner.
Iāve gone forward, action at other end.
Standing behind Howlett, Green, Zaka, JOE, Trav and Tippa. Feel like a bit of a stalker.
Just caught a glimpse of the great DJR too, but too star struck to say hello.
Thomas caught around the neck. A neck that was at knee height. Goal to the squib.
25-27, scoreboard unreadable from this angle.