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Game Day 2025 Round 5 Discussion ...Carnage

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I hate this kent, Knevitt will probably ton up
 
GATHER ROUND, people, let me tell you the tale,
Of a game so brutal, we are bound to fail
The carnage was savage, the pain hard to bear,
For Rosee, Trac, and Oliver, it was too much to care.

Callaghan's score? A nightmare, a curse,
A blow to the soul, making all things worse.
Oliver, our pig, the heart of our hope,
But he faltered again, how will we cope

But wait—amidst the chaos, there was a golden flicker,
Great scores from Rioli, Jones, and Clug their scores drew thicker.
They rose from the rubble, a SuperCoach hit
But none of us owned them, so who gives a rats

And then, there was JHF, a revenge so sweet,
He burnt those who traded him, a score so complete.
A mighty return, a slap in the face,
To all who abandoned him in this crazy race.

But now, we’re left with questions, hearts full of doubt,
Will Rankine play, or leave us without?
A gamble so bold, a risk we must take,
Will he rise again or will he need a break

The subs – will they haunt us, their shadows so near?
Coaches give promise but we are plagued by fear.
Will they bring joy or crush our dreams,
As we battle in a world of broken schemes?


And then, there's the injuries—oh, they taunt us with glee,
A cruel reminder of how this game can be.
Each twist and turn, a new player down,
Our hopes dashed as we sink and drown.

Clay Hall – is he our savior, our shining light?
Or just another mirage in this endless fight?
We’ve searched for a hero, a spark in the dark,
But with every turn, we’re left an indelible mark.

The terror of carnage haunts every decision,
As our teams unravel, torn by precision.
And the captain’s curse, it’s haunting us still,
A shadow that looms, bending our will.

Every choice we make, every player we trust,
Seems to backfire, in this SuperCoach dust.
Is this "Gather Round" or is it "Carnage Round"?
Where hope is shattered and faith can’t be found.

We watch in horror as the scores decline,
The weight of the game is too much to define.
But still, the fight goes on, hearts beating strong,
The Top 1000 is where we belong.

In the face of the wreckage, we hold on tight,
For in the darkest of hours, we see a glimmer of light.
So here we stand, battered but not beaten,
In the face of disaster, our spirits not yet eaten.

So GATHER ROUND people as we pray for a glimmer, a dream
For our teams to fight back, to rise as the cream
We won’t let this torment define who we are,
2500 plus, a dream to far?
 
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GATHER ROUND, people, let me tell you the tale,
Of a game so brutal, we are bound to fail
The carnage was savage, the pain hard to bear,
For Rosee, Trac, and Oliver, it was too much to care.

Callaghan's score? A nightmare, a curse,
A blow to the soul, making all things worse.
Oliver, our pig, the heart of our hope,
But he faltered again, how will we cope

But wait—amidst the chaos, there was a golden flicker,
Great scores from Rioli, Jones, and Clug their scores drew thicker.
They rose from the rubble, a SuperCoach hit
But none of us owned them, so who gives a rats

And then, there was JHF, a revenge so sweet,
He burnt those who traded him, a score so complete.
A mighty return, a slap in the face,
To all who abandoned him in this crazy race.

But now, we’re left with questions, hearts full of doubt,
Will Rankine play, or leave us without?
A gamble so bold, a risk we must take,
Will he rise again or will he need a break

The subs – will they haunt us, their shadows so near?
Coaches give promise but we are plagued by fear.
Will they bring joy or crush our dreams,
As we battle in a world of broken schemes?


And then, there's the injuries—oh, they taunt us with glee,
A cruel reminder of how this game can be.
Each twist and turn, a new player down,
Our hopes dashed as we sink and drown.

Clay Hall – is he our savior, our shining light?
Or just another mirage in this endless fight?
We’ve searched for a hero, a spark in the dark,
But with every turn, we’re left an indelible mark.

The terror of carnage haunts every decision,
As our teams unravel, torn by precision.
And the captain’s curse, it’s haunting us still,
A shadow that looms, bending our will.

Every choice we make, every player we trust,
Seems to backfire, in this SuperCoach dust.
Is this "Gather Round" or is it "Carnage Round"?
Where hope is shattered and faith can’t be found.

We watch in horror as the scores decline,
The weight of the game is too much to define.
But still, the fight goes on, hearts beating strong,
The Top 1000 is where we belong.

In the face of the wreckage, we hold on tight,
For in the darkest of hours, we see a glimmer of light.
So here we stand, battered but not beaten,
In the face of disaster, our spirits not yet eaten.

So GATHER ROUND people as we pray for a glimmer, a dream
For our teams to fight back, to rise as the cream
We won’t let this torment define who we are,
2500 plus, a dream to far?
Love your work South of the Yarra

rats doesn't rhyme with hit though :think:
 
chris scott afl GIF by geelongcats


I hate this kent, Knevitt will probably ton up
Mate, he tons up and I'll personally go CD Bont lipstick mode on Scotty as it'll mean we've had a big interstate win.
 
The opening line made me think of the opening line of one of my favourite Aussie songs


Very similar start. Absolutely love this song. Every Australian should know about Vincent Lingiari and Wave Hill. A hero to the Gurindji and many Aboriginals. A ripper song. Had the incredible fortune to meet him up at Daguraguup in the mid 80s. I was spellbound.
 

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