Greatest Grand Final

June 5th, 2008

The AFL tribunal is a joke but it errs on the side of forgiveness. Imagine the hue and cry if they punished anyone as severely as this. The story comes from my Grandfather of the Grand Final of 1938 in the Millewa League.

The Millewa, as the area was known, was settled by pioneers. They had small areas so there were a lot of families. After the railway arrived there was a siding every 6 miles. Every siding had a football team. Over the years huge rivalry emerged between Bambill and Werrimull. They had strong teams and many times fought out the grand final.

Werrimull had an oval that was notorious for grazed elbows and knees as it was covered in small pebbles. Bambill had less gravel but often had bindi eye prickles. This year it seemed pretty certain that Bambill and Werrimull would again fight it out for the premiership flag.

There were only 4 matches left before the finals. Bambill was playing strongly as usual when the umpire Mel Brown gave a free kick to the opposing half forward. “Round the neck” said Mel, “round the arse” said Maurie. He was reported for obscene language and abuse.

The Millewa League had as a tribunal member the Catholic Priest who resided at Werrimull. Mel was unable to attend so Father Leyden ruled Maurie was ineligible to play for 6 weeks. Seemed a bit harsh when the season was nearly over.

Bambill and Werrimull were to play out for the premiership. Maurie still had 2 weeks suspension, and without his strength at half back it was looking bleak for Bambill. Tension was such that Bambill would not agree to Werrimull having the home ground advantage. Then Werrimull refused to play at Bambill. The League quickly decided a neutral ground must be found. Yarrara was chosen and working bees were arranged. Cleared by the locals, rubbish was heaped here and there and burnt. Not to worry about the patches of ashes on the playing area.

Grand final day arrived and Bambill were worried how to cope without their star match winner.

The result at the end of the day was a draw.

The following week interest was enormous and a big crowd arrived. Bambill still had to line up without their star. A hard fought match was played and to everyone’s surprise another draw ensued. Bambill were delighted as their star player was now out of suspension.

Interest in a third grand final was enormous. Time for the teams to run out on the ground, so where was League Secretary Paddy Murphy with the new football. In the excitement of the day he had left the football back at Werrimull. That was a round trip of 24 miles over a dirt track with pot holes, corrugations and sand patches. Maud Lowe the Werrimull publican’s wife was a talented car driver having won many competitions. She offered to take Paddy back to get the Football. In record time they were back, Paddy was white as a sheet and shaking.

The match progressed, I do not know the scores, but Bambill were the victors.

This is the story as I remember it. May not be totally accurate. I am the younger brother of the Star back line player at the centre of this amazing story.

A map of the towns in question. The Yarrarra oval only existed for this game and is now overgrown. Scrolling eastwards Bambill is now only a crossroads and further east again to find their arch rivals Werrimull.


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The Bounce Must Go!

April 21st, 2008

I am a long time advocate for removal of the bounce from Aussie Rules football. I have umpired over 200 games of football in my life and I can’t wait to see the end of it.

There is no real need for it and the only remaining argument for keeping it is ‘tradition’ and ‘differentiation’. Tradition has never stopped us from changing rules in the past and it shouldn’t stop us now. The other argument that Dimitriou and Anderson trot out is one of differentiation. That it is something that makes Aussie Rules unique. I often get the game confused with other football codes until I see the bounce. NOT! The game is instantly recognisable and utterly different from every other code. No wonder we love it so.

Rohan Connolly gets on board with the idea today but only in the wake of yet another poor bounce possible having an influence of a match result. The fact that it happened to Collingwood means it gets double the usual attention as the ferals complain about getting the raw deal from the umps as per usual.

The writing is clearly on the wall for the bounce. It is being phased out in the NAB cup with only the most optimal condition of the start of the quarter being reserved for the bounce and the rest being the basic throw up. Speed seems to be the reason for almost every change in the rules lately and it definitely applies to bounces. No need to stop the clock any longer than necessary, no need to set up and pick your spot as an umpire – just get the ball in the air and get play moving again.

The bounce was probably part of the reason I had to retire when I did. It places a heck of a lot of stress on the lower back and hammies to thump the ball into the ground from a standing position. You have to take it all the way to the ground if you want it to come up straight. That combined with taking the new ball for 20 years have probably ruined me from the navel down.

If we were to create the game of Aussie Rules today from scratch, then I seriously doubt we would include anything as random as a bounce to restart play. I’m sure there was a good reason for it, but that reason appears no longer to be required. Throw it up and throw it straight – it will keep the umpires in the right position to make decisions and keep the restart conditions nice and even.

BAN THE BOUNCE!

What a difference a few years can make.

April 7th, 2008

I come to you tonight, via the miracle of wireless internet, from Vodaphone arena.

The last time I was here was probably 4 years ago taking my girls to see The Wiggles for a pre Christmas show. The post is lost to the ether, but I do remember that the day was hot and there were a lot of yummy mummys in the audience.

Tonight it is High School Musical – On Ice. Apparently there is nothing that Disney can’t strap a pair of skates to.

The audience is changed too. Accompanying their tweens are a set of mummys that have changed. In walking from the tram stop we got stuck behind three women whose combined width was approaching 3 metres when measured across the hips. The few dads are fairing pretty poorly too. My own hair is more salt than pepper these days and my waistline is not what it used to be. I doubt there will be as much dancing in the seats as there was at that joyous show 4 years ago.

Warning!

March 14th, 2008

The naan bread “dippers” available at supermarkets are not naan bread at all. They are just regulation pita with an incorrect label.

So disappointing.

Desci asks the tough questions.

March 9th, 2008

Desci got asked some questions as part of a meme and invites others to request an interview by her. In a desperate attempt to generate some content I jumped on the bandwagon. She asks:

1. Describe your perfect day

I’d like a combination of solitude and socialisation. Start the day early with a round of golf on a deserted course as the sun burns off the last of the dew. There is nothing quite like walking though a beautiful golf course with only the local wildlife to distract you. I’d shoot the lights out and could then head into a late lunch with a lot of my closest friends and family in some sort of communal setting. A nice cafe with long benches might fit the bill. As much as I like being alone – I like being with those I love more.

2. I ask you what I asked 1.0: Why do you like sport? It’s quite shit.

A tough one. Games are important to me and I like the physical as well as the mental. I’ve played sport pretty much all my life and it is a habit that is hard to kick. I enjoy setting myself against an opponent and trying to win. I’ve had some moderate success in my own little sphere but that is just icing on the sport cake.
Sports teams are are almost always meritocracies and that also appeals. I get to meet people I would never interact with without the sport. I have been captained by dock workers and a barely literate council gardener – but both earned their position of authority based on their skill at the game. You can always find a team that will take you – if you are are good enough then you can play. This attitude matches my egalitarian mindset.
And it’s fun to play your game with some friends and then have a beer or two afterwards. We all have our shared experiences. Sport is how I get mine.

3. What would be your last supper?

I love corned beef with cabbage, carrots, mash etc. and a nice mustard sauce. Alas I am the only one in the house that will eat this as my three girls tell me they hate it. So if I were choosing – this is what I would choose.
If I’m not choosing then something with some sort of choking hazard will probably be it.

4. You have one cunt punt. To whom would you give it?

She’s a very prominent person in the company and universally loathed, yet still enjoys some sort of reputation for being a great employee. She would be first.

5. Favourite gig, band, album?

My favourite gig was probably when Ben and Drew played the Club Lounge back in Mildura. It may be the only time in my life where I could claim I was “with the band”.
My favourite band is probably Jellyfish. They have held a place on my mix tapes and iPod playlists constantly for more than a decade.
And yet the favourite album is probably Matthew Sweet’s GIRLFRIEND. I think it stands up better as a whole than BELLY BUTTON or SPILT MILK.

Now it’s your turn. If you want to be interviewed, leave me a comment including the words “Interview me.” I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions. If you don’t have a valid email address on your blog, please provide one. You will update your blog with a post containing your answers to the questions. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

The Plastic Spanky

January 11th, 2008

There seems to be a notion getting around following Bollyline or Buckgate or whatever the Sydney test is being known as, that the Australians, in their arrogant boorishness, failed to shake hands with Anil Kumble or the Indian team at the end of the match.

Eg. Chloe Saltau in The Australian 10 January

Imagine how tensions could have been eased if an Australian had broken away from the euphoric victory celebrations on Sunday evening and found Anil Kumble, who had batted valiantly for more than two hours for 45 runs only to be stranded at the end, waiting in the path to the Australian dressing room in case someone felt inclined to shake his hand. No one did.

But I think the first to start this line was Peter Roebuck in the various Fairfax outlets on 8 January

Probably the worst aspect of the Australians’ performance was their conduct at the end. When the last catch was taken they formed into a huddle and started jumping up and down like teenagers at a rave. It was not euphoria. It was ecstasy. They had swallowed a pill called Vengeance, among the most dangerous on the shelves. Not one player so much as thought about shaking hands with the defeated and departing

To these people I refer the following video of the time in question.

The end of the Sydney Test Match 2007

Youtube links can come and go so feel free to source the Channel 9 coverage any way you like. At the 2:20 mark of the above video – or 2 minutes after the fall of the last wicket – please observe that not only are Australians thinking about shaking hands, they actually are shaking hands. In fact every member of the Australian team appears to shake hands with every member of the Indian team.

Now I’m looking for more examples of this falsehood. That may be it – but I doubt it. Spanky is pretty widely read and so I’m sure his little tizzy is being picked up in more places. I therefore request your assistance if you see any to link them here or over at Tony’s After Grog Blog

I will update this post with more as I find them.

Found another one. Rohit Brijnath on BBC World

For example, it seems silly to carp about India’s celebrations after the Twenty20 World Cup victory being excessive (and they were), yet prance wildly in Sydney and gesticulate “take that” to their critics like petulant schoolboys. No one even arrived to shake Kumble’s hand at the game’s end.

And apparently Neil Harvey too although maybe not a direct quote

Harvey was also concerned by Australia’s failure to shake Anil Kumble’s hand at the end of the Test. “I don’t think they are very sporting.”

Venu Bolisetty – Dreamcricket Special Columnist

Anil Kumble was dejected, after having fought for such a long time and not a single Australian came to pat him on his back or shake his hands. They were all caught up in celebrating their success.

Mat Thompson – Fox Sports News

India’s captain might have been correct when he suggested Australia had acted outside of the sports intended spirit. Indeed, forgetting to properly shake the hand of an opponent after a match is not acceptable and indefensible. India’s players enjoyed similar euphoric celebrations after they defeated Pakistan to win the Twenty20 World Cup.

The Geelong Advertiser editorial shameless pillages Spanky’s original call

Anyone who saw Kumble leave the field on Sunday after heroically, but ultimately fruitlessly, trying to save the game for his team would find it hard to argue with him. Despite his enormous efforts in the match, both with bat and ball, not one Australian cricketer went to shake his hand as he left the field and congratulate him on a job well done.

On 13 January we have the Anti Plastic Spanky by Rohan Connoly for Fairfax. It’s like he has been reading AGB. Although he doesn’t realise that the handshakes did go to air on Channel Nine live as they happened.

The Australians did shake Indian hands last Sunday, including those of Anil Kumble and the feisty and the equally demonstrative Harbhajan Singh, as they congregated at the boundary minutes after notching up their 16th straight win.

Sadly, the “time limit” imposed by the self-appointed guardians of acts of sporting chivalry had apparently been exceeded. And unfortunately those all-important cameras were by then trained elsewhere.

Tony Stephens in SMH on 8 January

Yet many Australians will remember their team’s triumphalism at the end of the Sydney Test, when players failed to shake hands with Anil Kumble, after his brave innings. That certainly was not cricket. Players shake hands after games of rugby league, among the toughest of sports.

Amy Remeikis offers a female perspective on the issue, at least she has a qualifier that she didn’t see it- she must have switched off as as soon as the catch was taken.

They may have been seriously annoyed at what they perceived happened on the field, but they showed no humility in their winning celebrations and, as far as I could see, didn’t even shake hands at the end of the game.

Note – All bolds for emphasis were added by me.

So this is where I’ve been.

December 2nd, 2007

Motivational Poster

Back to work tomorrow so I guess I can work with my normal life schedule again.
How ever will I cope.

Dying

October 18th, 2007

Dying the death of a thousand cunts. So busy, so stressed. I am fucking over it.

Who knows when I can do anything else.

Distractions

September 27th, 2007

One way to keep the lid on things, GO CATS, is to keep yourself really fucken busy.

I am utterly fried now that I am back covering too many areas again. Too much. Too much. Too fucking MUCH!!!

This is where my shallowness can work to my advantage. I just put on some mood adjusting music, or a quick 20 minute episode of some quality comedy show and I feel like myself again.

The people you don’t meet

September 21st, 2007

It would seem that Stephen Fry has a Blog.

So, according to the rules of blogging, we are Best Friends Forever!

It’s nice to have such a famous and erudite friend. He is also fantastically nerdy in his love of technology – even if he is a bit on Apple fanboi.

I am also completely over the buy-election that hasn’t even been called yet, but the race to the bottom is already underway.