Preview 2019 Round 1: Richmond v Carlton, MCG 7:20pm Thursday 21/3

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I stretch out.

Oohh that feels good.

I stand a continue my stretch, pulling up my back and then bringing it back low.
I lick my hands and rub my face before blinking slowly.

I start to move around and I see myself in the reflection.

I am a cat.

I slowly walk around my house, fighting the inevitability of time to find another sun spot.

I spot a crack in the wall and I go over to investigate.
Is this crack a slug?
No, it is not.

The crack runs up the wall, nothing major, some house movement most likely.

What else can I spot?
A mouse toy.
I like him.

I glance back behind me, did I see a bird?

I walk towards the window and peer out.
All good, no bird.

I extend my claws in case.

I think it's safe, I am the ruler, the protector.

I walk back towards the couch and I stretch and claw at it.
Oohh yeah that feels good.
Real good.

I jump up and I spin around 8 times.
Always 8.

I lay down and curl up into a ball.

What a day.

As I close my eyes I think to myself.
A very important thought.

"Tigers by 86 points"
 
I stretch out.

Oohh that feels good.

I stand a continue my stretch, pulling up my back and then bringing it back low.
I lick my hands and rub my face before blinking slowly.

I start to move around and I see myself in the reflection.

I am a cat.

I slowly walk around my house, fighting the inevitability of time to find another sun spot.

I spot a crack in the wall and I go over to investigate.
Is this crack a slug?
No, it is not.

The crack runs up the wall, nothing major, some house movement most likely.

What else can I spot?
A mouse toy.
I like him.

I glance back behind me, did I see a bird?

I walk towards the window and peer out.
All good, no bird.

I extend my claws in case.

I think it's safe, I am the ruler, the protector.

I walk back towards the couch and I stretch and claw at it.
Oohh yeah that feels good.
Real good.

I jump up and I spin around 8 times.
Always 8.

I lay down and curl up into a ball.

What a day.

As I close my eyes I think to myself.
A very important thought.

"Tigers by 86 points"
Cheers Kevin.
 

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I wouldn't mind starting on a saturday night for once, thursday night's suck. This is why the AFL becomes stale when they keep playing the same teams in the same slots year after year. Playing Carlton in round 1 just does not excite me, play the scats first up and i would be jumping out of my skin for us to send Chris Scott into a rage. Carlton are no bigger than norrf.
 
I stretch out.

Oohh that feels good.

I stand a continue my stretch, pulling up my back and then bringing it back low.
I lick my hands and rub my face before blinking slowly.

I start to move around and I see myself in the reflection.

I am a cat.

I slowly walk around my house, fighting the inevitability of time to find another sun spot.

I spot a crack in the wall and I go over to investigate.
Is this crack a slug?
No, it is not.

The crack runs up the wall, nothing major, some house movement most likely.

What else can I spot?
A mouse toy.
I like him.

I glance back behind me, did I see a bird?

I walk towards the window and peer out.
All good, no bird.

I extend my claws in case.

I think it's safe, I am the ruler, the protector.

I walk back towards the couch and I stretch and claw at it.
Oohh yeah that feels good.
Real good.

I jump up and I spin around 8 times.
Always 8.

I lay down and curl up into a ball.

What a day.

As I close my eyes I think to myself.
A very important thought.

"Tigers by 86 points"
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Not sure if it’s appropriate here but I hope we do a minutes silence for the folks in nz.

I know everyone is feeling it at the moment but Bachar and a frequent visitor to the land of the long white cloud like the freshly spiritualised Dusty must be feeling pretty raw at the moment.

Hope the boys get around them for a big win.


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Not much to be excited about

ahem

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I stretch out.

Oohh that feels good.

I stand a continue my stretch, pulling up my back and then bringing it back low.
I lick my hands and rub my face before blinking slowly.

I start to move around and I see myself in the reflection.

I am a cat.

I slowly walk around my house, fighting the inevitability of time to find another sun spot.

I spot a crack in the wall and I go over to investigate.
Is this crack a slug?
No, it is not.

The crack runs up the wall, nothing major, some house movement most likely.

What else can I spot?
A mouse toy.
I like him.

I glance back behind me, did I see a bird?

I walk towards the window and peer out.
All good, no bird.

I extend my claws in case.

I think it's safe, I am the ruler, the protector.

I walk back towards the couch and I stretch and claw at it.
Oohh yeah that feels good.
Real good.

I jump up and I spin around 8 times.
Always 8.

I lay down and curl up into a ball.

What a day.

As I close my eyes I think to myself.
A very important thought.

"Tigers by 86 points"
POTY
 
Carlton’s grand final - their whole pre-season is set so they come out guns blazing r1.

When they invariably lose to us, they end up imploding in r2 and their season falls off a cliff.

I mean look at last year, got rolled by the fkng Suns in Melbourne 😂😂😂

Lynch kicked 8! And according to their board, Jones will towel up Lynch.

Imagine the damage Tom will do with Martin, Cotchin and Prestia feeding the ball down his throat.

Nearly kicked 10 on that rabble with the ball being kicked over his head or delivered at his feet.

Can’t wait to hear the sound of the ball slapping Tom on the tit from where I’m sitting on L2. I’ll try not to choke on my beer and spit it through my nose.
 
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