They actually didnt play the last quarter. By then it was as hot as. But, being the professionals they are, there were warm down exercises, and stretchings out in the sun afterwards.
I played elderly goal ump & ball getter at the Paddo end (in maggot orange tee), severely embarrassing myself by kicking many propellers, and grubbers back towards the centre. Leapin' gesticulated for the sherrin one time after a behind, and when it fell short I'm sure I noticed a ...

Steady on mate, .. I'm twice your age.
All good stuff. Whew! It handily replaced the usual Sat morning running machine at the SCC sports centre. Also noted that after Bazza's half game, he strapped on a timer & joggers and ran off into the distance (at pace) with a trainer (Misson?).
Tadhg, has a long Bra-Boys-like tatt (celtic script?) running up one side on his abdominal obliques saying "FATHER" (I think). In fabulous looking shape. Tanned and muscled up, as is Leapin', who seemed to be able to avoid laying even a "fingernail" in the back of Vogels who played FF. Admittedley the umps were not of the Demetriou-fearing variety. Bazza shirtfronted Bullldog Moore putting him on his back on the spectator side just before half time. He looked casually over his shoulder as if to say "good thing i wasn't in top gear, mate".
Looking forward to icing my heartstrings down this evening .. though not in the oft-written West-coastian manner ... ahem .. cough .. cough
I played elderly goal ump & ball getter at the Paddo end (in maggot orange tee), severely embarrassing myself by kicking many propellers, and grubbers back towards the centre. Leapin' gesticulated for the sherrin one time after a behind, and when it fell short I'm sure I noticed a ...

Steady on mate, .. I'm twice your age.
All good stuff. Whew! It handily replaced the usual Sat morning running machine at the SCC sports centre. Also noted that after Bazza's half game, he strapped on a timer & joggers and ran off into the distance (at pace) with a trainer (Misson?).
Tadhg, has a long Bra-Boys-like tatt (celtic script?) running up one side on his abdominal obliques saying "FATHER" (I think). In fabulous looking shape. Tanned and muscled up, as is Leapin', who seemed to be able to avoid laying even a "fingernail" in the back of Vogels who played FF. Admittedley the umps were not of the Demetriou-fearing variety. Bazza shirtfronted Bullldog Moore putting him on his back on the spectator side just before half time. He looked casually over his shoulder as if to say "good thing i wasn't in top gear, mate".
Looking forward to icing my heartstrings down this evening .. though not in the oft-written West-coastian manner ... ahem .. cough .. cough

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