This morning the a miracle happened. The fish tank spontaneously filter sprang to life. This was the sign I'd been waiting for!
Pebbles in hand, I approached the tank, opening my mind to the universe.
The first pebble was dropped into the tank, and sank almost straight down.
Amazing! The fish, reaching across the mortal divide had guided the gravel to rest on the bottom of the tank, slightly left of center.
Hawthorn by a goal.
Barely able to stay my hand from quivering in anticipation, I dropped in the second pebble.
Unbelievably, the pebble dropped again to the left side of the tank! My calculations indicate this indicates that the fish with all its ghostly powers was telling me that Sydney would beat North Melbourne by a small margin.
Having proven itself beyond a doubt in the first week of the finals, the fish's powers are undeniable. If I was anybody reading this, I would mortgage my house for maximum beans and back the fish's picks with any of BigFooty's sponsoring bookies.