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Round 9
OPTUS Game Review Round 9 vs Hawthorn
Once upon a time in a far away kingdom...
Nah just kidding but I do want to tell you a little story if you don't mind? It's a story about a boy who lived in amongst the big, some times bad, bright lights of Sydney town. Well not really a boy he was a young man I suppose with blonde locks, 'boy-next-door' cute looks like you just want to take his cheeks and give them a good squeeze. He traveled long distances to get to this chosen destination of Sydney all in all around 1000 kilometres from the Melbournian city down south.
He had come to try his luck in the all Australian sport of Australian Rules Football, played nowhere else on the globe. From the time he arrived he battled his 'pretty boy' exterior to present to the sporting world a determined and courageous young footballer.
As word spread about this not so timid newcomer, speculation began that the Sydney Swans had found a saviour, their next big thing, a player to lead them into the next generation of AFL footy. With Paul Kelly delivering his last kicks and battles, retirement was looming and the day arrived when 'Captain Courageous' hung up his Pumas and handed over the reigns. Whilst the new kid on the block wasn't necessarily up to being given the job of captain of the red and white, he had collected quite a posse in the supporter's arena. They watched him week in week out as he led from the front belting around at 100 hundred miles an hour, head first with little concern of what this continuous contact would be doing to his body.
As time passed this young bloke from Mexico, oops, I mean Victoria, had grown into a well respected and much talked about football player. With his fair share of ups and downs (extremely common in the world of the AFL), bumps and bruises, Sunday 23rd May 2004 capped off a fantastic career to date for one very worthy Jude Bolton.
We found ourselves with the four points on Sunday when the final siren sounded, with the winning goal being kicked by Jude in his centurion match. Like a fairy tale, Jude's goal couldn't have happened any better if someone had scripted the decisive piece of play.
With the game being in the balance and the Hawks leading by four points, only minutes remained when Jude ended up with the ball in his hands, running into an open goal 35 metres out and slots it nicely through the middle uprights. The Swans up by two.
Yey for Jude... Yey for us, a win after four losses and yey for our supporters. Ok siren you can bleep, hoot, screech, or whatever it is you sound like you can do it right now we're ready to finish. But it didn't come, the battle continued and the Hawks wanting and needing a victory for themselves were charging hard towards their scoring end. It was a case of battening down the hatches and doing everything possible to stop them from getting a score.
Tackling, chasing, ball up, another ball up, some more tackling and some extra chasing we were digging deep and trying our darn-dest to hold on to those four points. As Hawthorn's forward line were desperately scrambling for space we shadowed and
'nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnoooooooooooooooooooo ooooo' a free kick to Shane Crawford, 45 metres out right on the boundary.
The fourth quarter's 30 minute mark ticks over and you try not to get too consumed with the want for that damned siren to sound. Crawford's kick is high, long and decent off the boot and thank Buddha for Jason Ball and he makes contact with the Sherrin and knocks it through for a behind. We have a one point lead and yes, finally the glorious sound of the siren.
We won. A weird feeling though, happy, but not happy-joy-joy. We will like every other week analyse the game and what we should have done when and where and what we did well and in what parts of the game we did them. But a win by one point or one hundred points we needed that win and we 'snavelled' it.
A win sets a good vibe for the week ahead. My quote from last week was about winning breeding confidence, one win can truly have an impact on the whole psyche of a footy club.
We stay at home again this weekend to tackle the Bulldogs on Saturday night. They are coming off a good performance against Carlton and will want to continue this at the SCG. I will promise again this week a concerted effort of ridding ourselves of the S.S.S.S.Q.S, 'Sydney Swans Sloppy Second Quarter Syndrome', a four quarter effort has been ordered for Saturday with no rain-checks being accepted. If you've got a spare couple of hours drop by Driver Avenue and watch the red and white put my words into practice, all systems are go. If you can't get there we also welcome all major credit cards and positive vibes...
Cheers Kirky #31
Re-posted fro Optusnet newsleter.
OPTUS Game Review Round 9 vs Hawthorn
Once upon a time in a far away kingdom...
Nah just kidding but I do want to tell you a little story if you don't mind? It's a story about a boy who lived in amongst the big, some times bad, bright lights of Sydney town. Well not really a boy he was a young man I suppose with blonde locks, 'boy-next-door' cute looks like you just want to take his cheeks and give them a good squeeze. He traveled long distances to get to this chosen destination of Sydney all in all around 1000 kilometres from the Melbournian city down south.
He had come to try his luck in the all Australian sport of Australian Rules Football, played nowhere else on the globe. From the time he arrived he battled his 'pretty boy' exterior to present to the sporting world a determined and courageous young footballer.
As word spread about this not so timid newcomer, speculation began that the Sydney Swans had found a saviour, their next big thing, a player to lead them into the next generation of AFL footy. With Paul Kelly delivering his last kicks and battles, retirement was looming and the day arrived when 'Captain Courageous' hung up his Pumas and handed over the reigns. Whilst the new kid on the block wasn't necessarily up to being given the job of captain of the red and white, he had collected quite a posse in the supporter's arena. They watched him week in week out as he led from the front belting around at 100 hundred miles an hour, head first with little concern of what this continuous contact would be doing to his body.
As time passed this young bloke from Mexico, oops, I mean Victoria, had grown into a well respected and much talked about football player. With his fair share of ups and downs (extremely common in the world of the AFL), bumps and bruises, Sunday 23rd May 2004 capped off a fantastic career to date for one very worthy Jude Bolton.
We found ourselves with the four points on Sunday when the final siren sounded, with the winning goal being kicked by Jude in his centurion match. Like a fairy tale, Jude's goal couldn't have happened any better if someone had scripted the decisive piece of play.
With the game being in the balance and the Hawks leading by four points, only minutes remained when Jude ended up with the ball in his hands, running into an open goal 35 metres out and slots it nicely through the middle uprights. The Swans up by two.
Yey for Jude... Yey for us, a win after four losses and yey for our supporters. Ok siren you can bleep, hoot, screech, or whatever it is you sound like you can do it right now we're ready to finish. But it didn't come, the battle continued and the Hawks wanting and needing a victory for themselves were charging hard towards their scoring end. It was a case of battening down the hatches and doing everything possible to stop them from getting a score.
Tackling, chasing, ball up, another ball up, some more tackling and some extra chasing we were digging deep and trying our darn-dest to hold on to those four points. As Hawthorn's forward line were desperately scrambling for space we shadowed and
'nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnoooooooooooooooooooo ooooo' a free kick to Shane Crawford, 45 metres out right on the boundary.
The fourth quarter's 30 minute mark ticks over and you try not to get too consumed with the want for that damned siren to sound. Crawford's kick is high, long and decent off the boot and thank Buddha for Jason Ball and he makes contact with the Sherrin and knocks it through for a behind. We have a one point lead and yes, finally the glorious sound of the siren.
We won. A weird feeling though, happy, but not happy-joy-joy. We will like every other week analyse the game and what we should have done when and where and what we did well and in what parts of the game we did them. But a win by one point or one hundred points we needed that win and we 'snavelled' it.
A win sets a good vibe for the week ahead. My quote from last week was about winning breeding confidence, one win can truly have an impact on the whole psyche of a footy club.
We stay at home again this weekend to tackle the Bulldogs on Saturday night. They are coming off a good performance against Carlton and will want to continue this at the SCG. I will promise again this week a concerted effort of ridding ourselves of the S.S.S.S.Q.S, 'Sydney Swans Sloppy Second Quarter Syndrome', a four quarter effort has been ordered for Saturday with no rain-checks being accepted. If you've got a spare couple of hours drop by Driver Avenue and watch the red and white put my words into practice, all systems are go. If you can't get there we also welcome all major credit cards and positive vibes...
Cheers Kirky #31
Re-posted fro Optusnet newsleter.
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