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Cult of Robbo
Found some poems the other day. They had been torn out of a journal. They were all initialled M.R. I think it may belong to Robbo. Not sure. I wonder if any other Big Footy Members have found similar poems. I was moved by this example:

I wonder if this weekend
We will see the real top big players of the game
Kicking goals to make their teams press on harder to
Go forward to the future.

The Buddy Franklin's, I mean he is the sort of super
Player we have come to expect to play
The big games for the larger massive crowds in front
Of Everyone.

The Umpires are in generally doing a great version of the job so far
I think it will just take a few weeks
For the rules to calm down
Then we can sit back and think right this hasn't come far
Enough

Adrian Demetriou should absolutely think
About what he could do to make the stadium deals five time more attractive
Then the AFL can get on with the options

M.R.
 
Apparently, 'The Demetriou' writes Haiku of the very highest order.
 

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Here's another one I thought I would share with you:


Three things I learned we know
About the Hawks Hawthorn
Their passion has it fallen off the radar
to the bottom of the Ladder or maybe the bottom
Four at least

Can Buddy get his recaptured form
Into the finals style
Where we know him producing
Perfomances we have come to know
As the Franklin of deeper into the finals

And third of all, Clarkson's Cluster
Has it lost the exciting way that has made
It achieve the winning formula that bought a premiership
in achieving the absolute success of
Last Years Grand
Final to the team of last year
 
DeputyViceCaptain said:
Here's another one I thought I would share with you:


Three things I learned we know
About the Hawks Hawthorn
Their passion has it fallen off the radar
to the bottom of the Ladder or maybe the bottom
Four at least

Can Buddy get his recaptured form
Into the finals style
Where we know him producing
Perfomances we have come to know
As the Franklin of deeper into the finals

And third of all, Clarkson's Cluster
Has it lost the exciting way that has made
It achieve the winning formula that bought a premiership
in achieving the absolute success of
Last Years Grand
Final to the team of last year
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What a major talent. He's up there with Wordsworth, Sylvia Plath and Bryce Courtney.

Who would have thought this literary titan would be rusting away at The Hun?

I mean the guy has managed to convince everyone that he’s anything but the sensitive soul that his beautiful prose reveals.

I marvel at the emotional width of Robbo’s work. I gasp at the Chinese Arithmetric like complexity. And I silently thank his mum for making it all possible.

And kudos must go to you DVC for publishing Robbo’s magnum opus. Because what you’ve done is the literary equivalent of discovering Nijinksy at Dracula’s Theatre Restaurant. That’s no mean feat my friend.

I must ask you though: does Robbo do a line in love poetry? The Missus has always been impressed with smooth words you see. And I’m sure Robbo’s would be poetic Viagra.

Can you hook a brother up?
 
grizzlym said:
I marvel at the emotional width of Robbo’s work. I gasp at the Chinese Arithmetric like complexity. And I silently thank his mum for making it all possible.

And kudos must go to you DVC for publishing Robbo’s magnum opus. Because what you’ve done is the literary equivalent of discovering Nijinksy at Dracula’s Theatre Restaurant. That’s no mean feat my friend.

I must ask you though: does Robbo do a line in love poetry? The Missus has always been impressed with smooth words you see. And I’m sure Robbo’s would be poetic Viagra.

Can you hook a brother up?
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:thumbsu: Thanks Grizzly. I would like to claim a greater connection to his Robness (if it's him...) however I am merely the messenger of the word. But I will see what another excavation in the Richmond public toilets can find. What aisle was that again Mhill?
 
DeputyViceCaptain said:
:thumbsu: Thanks Grizzly. I would like to claim a greater connection to his Robness (if it's him...) however I am merely the messenger of the word. But I will see what another excavation in the Richmond public toilets can find. What aisle was that again Mhill?
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Being the Robbo conduit is truly an honour. Almost a mystical experience I would imagine. Of course it's him, you just have to have faith.

Just as an aside: imagine being the conduit for Hutchy? it would be like the exorcist I reckon.
 
grizzlym said:
Being the Robbo conduit is truly an honour. Almost a mystical experience I would imagine. Of course it's him, you just have to have faith.

Just as an aside: imagine being the conduit for Hutchy? it would be like the exorcist I reckon.
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Perhaps more like a Klingon. Or given his poetic sensibilities a Vogon/Klingon hybrid....
 
DVC, I have in my possession, well actually it's in a bank vault, a Naomi Robson water colour. It's a view from her Docklands penthouse out onto the bay. A Webber BBQ can be seen outlined against the sunset on the corner of the balconey. There's a strange purple/blue light that permeates the painting - I think it's because of the mosquito zapper but it's too badly painted to really know.

I propose a swap of your Robbo originals for my Robson. What you think?
 
Intriguing offer. I suspect the glow you refer to authenticates this work as an original Robson from her Colour 7 period. If the work is as claimed, an original Robson it could be part of her missing Melbourne opus.
Not many people are aware of her continuation of the Edward Hopper tradition but with her unique additions of product placement. Let me think about it...
 

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grizzlym said:
What a major talent. He's up there with Wordsworth, Sylvia Plath and Bryce Courtney.

Who would have thought this literary titan would be rusting away at The Hun?

I mean the guy has managed to convince everyone that he’s anything but the sensitive soul that his beautiful prose reveals.

I marvel at the emotional width of Robbo’s work. I gasp at the Chinese Arithmetric like complexity. And I silently thank his mum for making it all possible.

And kudos must go to you DVC for publishing Robbo’s magnum opus. Because what you’ve done is the literary equivalent of discovering Nijinksy at Dracula’s Theatre Restaurant. That’s no mean feat my friend.

I must ask you though: does Robbo do a line in love poetry? The Missus has always been impressed with smooth words you see. And I’m sure Robbo’s would be poetic Viagra.

Can you hook a brother up?
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That is a brilliant reply. I laughed for five minutes.
 
DeputyViceCaptain said:
Intriguing offer. I suspect the glow you refer to authenticates this work as an original Robson from her Colour 7 period. If the work is as claimed, an original Robson it could be part of her missing Melbourne opus.
Not many people are aware of her continuation of the Edward Hopper tradition but with her unique additions of product placement. Let me think about it...
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Robbo or Robson? That is the question my friend.

Yes, Naomi has a complex artistic brew fermenting away. Kind of a disarming Art Brut naivety thing happening on the surface but, on closer inspection, she's quite unashamedly references Jeff Koons and Tony Clarke.

And I only know this because she's conveniently written it on the back of the watercolour.

Apparently she fell out of favour at Today Tonight when she pushed to do features on post modernism.

No pressure DVC, but Wayne Carey is interested in the Robson.
 
I am reluctant to give up my could-be Robbo manuscripts.

There are several A4 pages (ruled 9mm) that require further deciphering. As you can imagine I am shivering with excitement at the prospect of discovering the secrets they contain.

But perhaps, given Wayne's interest, you will be interested in this fortuitous counter offer...

One court room sketch of Dick Carey drawn with cigarette ash on a polystyrene cup. Author unknown, but it is a great likeness. He looks well cranky.
 
Excuse my absence while deep in these delicate discussions. Poor form I know.

But poor form is why I've been AWOL. The Hawks woeful performance caused me to go to the library to borrow Dr Kervorkian's 'how to end it all' book.

Unfortunately, it had been taken out and never returned. Go figure.

The word decipher intrigues me. Are they in some form of code? Is it like the Rosetta Stone?

Perhaps thus concealed so as the avoid persecution from his co-workers at The Hun? This potentially opens up another layer to Robbo's work - the political prisoner, the exile.

Mmmmm I need more time. I have to consult a wise man before getting back to you.
 
Oh Grizzly one and friends (or as M.R once said) all those with ears prepared to read.

Poring over the manuscripts in the small hours I unlocked a mysterious quatrain.This could be the love poem you had been hoping for.

M.R: Limited Free Agency, what do you think?
C.W: This conversation breaches company guidelines
M.R: Come on, just one beer
C.W: We both know that night was a mistake... you have sauce on your face.
 
DeputyViceCaptain said:
Oh Grizzly one and friends (or as M.R once said) all those with ears prepared to read.

Poring over the manuscripts in the small hours I unlocked a mysterious quatrain.This could be the love poem you had been hoping for.

M.R: Limited Free Agency, what do you think?
C.W: This conversation breaches company guidelines
M.R: Come on, just one beer
C.W: We both know that night was a mistake... you have sauce on your face.
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I know the quatrain you're referring to. Legend has it that Mike Sheehan surreptitiously took a recording of the actual exchange between MR and CW on his camera phone.

Legend has it that a wealthy collector paid a bucket for it and keeps it in a safe hidden behind a painting.

Now, if you have that recording, well, I am authorised by my people to offer whatever your asking price is.

We can haggle over the trinkets later.
 
grizzlym said:
Legend has it that a wealthy collector paid a bucket for it and keeps it in a safe hidden behind a painting.
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I have an awful feeling I know whose painting hangs in front of that safe. (ie; hint, hint, that is to say, etc, for example.... whose watercolour!!!:eek:)
This is big. I feel like I am in a Mal Brown novel, or being inexorably drawn into the The Robonstine Prophecy.
 
Yes, it's more Mal Brown than Umberto Eco.

I suspect that your manuscript and my painting are part of a grand Robbo prophecy/conspiracy. Which in the words of the eloquent Mr Jack Dyer, 'reach out like giant testicles'.

Windsor hey? The wise man I am consulting over this matter resides in Union Street.
 
Actually I am locked in a tower and being fed chicken bones. I have lost all track of time. However not all is gloom and doom. It gives me time to unlock the secrets of these urine stained parchments. In fact I have another one of M.R's works close to complete translation... Watch this space.
 
DeputyViceCaptain said:
Actually I am locked in a tower and being fed chicken bones. I have lost all track of time. However not all is gloom and doom. It gives me time to unlock the secrets of these urine stained parchments. In fact I have another one of M.R's works close to complete translation... Watch this space.
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I'm watching like only a Freemason can.
If my nerve holds, I will attempt to snap a picture of the Robson or some other relic.

Are you sure they're chicken bones? Apparently Stoats have a similar skeletal structure.
 
Very Very Very Interesting game
I saw last night
Collingwood very much in the eye
Again and Contoversy
with more than one more umpiring decision
Being made again to be of intense interest

Problems at Glenferrie
Some big big concerns right there
They have lost their parks
Their passion at last is under question
Big Big problems

Jack Watts how can he handle being the number one
Pick in the draft
Will he be able to remain the number one pick
Does he deserve the pressure of the scrutiny
I am sure he is a young kid
 
DVC, your latest translation of the Robbo was indeed timely.
I took the trouble last night of running the Robbo quatrain through Apple Speech.

I made an mp3 and listened to it on loop until I fell asleep.
Oh, the dreams I had…. I awoke in a cold sweat but certain of what I must do.

I met with the man who I suspect is in possession of the Robson this morning. He has an office on St Kilda Road. And there’s no doubt that he’s very important. He has a gold stapler, hole punch, letter opener and coffee cup. I didn’t go into the bathroom, but I’m sure one would be taking a piss on 24 carat porcelain. (Obvious pun about the Welcome Stranger Nugget that could be inserted in here but I refrained.)

Anyway, this guy has more gold draped on him than a South American general. He’s Mr T with a trust fund. He makes an Aztec king look as austere as Ghandi.

Anyway, after we made chit chat for a few minutes he left me alone in his office for a few moments and I seized the opportunity to search for his wall safe.

My information was correct, because behind the large velvet painting hanging above his desk I found a wall safe. I couldn’t open it but I took a picture with my phone.

wallsafe.jpg

I know the Robson is in that safe. But how to get in there? I think the only way is to offer him one of Robbo’s original poems. What are your thoughts?
 
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