The Pie Rollercoaster (The latest installment of AFL by a Pom)

Perhaps this in itself was a portent of things to come: after all the Man Utd of 1985 – Jesper Olsen, Remi Moses, Frank Stapleton, Arthur Albiston to name but a few Old Trafford legends… – was another team that consistently flattered to deceive; a club with a big past and a colourful, but rarely successful, present.

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AFL for Poms (or by a Pom)

The moment when Cousins walked through Melbourne airport, hair freshly shorn to a number two crew cut (6mm) and, we later learnt, with his body freshly waxed all over was priceless.

“Come test me then, fuckers,” he seemed to be saying. “Oh, you can’t. Ha!”

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Obnoxious Fan at the AFL Finals

Moving house is really no excuse for a total lack of activity here for the past two weeks. However, it’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it.
But, while Bruce attempts to eat into the G’day, G’day backlog, here’s something he got involved with in an attempt to understand his new home…

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Hello, Goodbye: falling in love with the AFL’s most hated team

it was the ultimate middle finger salute… high fives left palms stinging with that most pleasurable of pains

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Goats, graffiti, good times

Yet resist they do…

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