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[Proper Gander]

Terlich

 

[Proper Gander]

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Joel Smith signed my football for me at family day 2016, just after we signed him on the Rookie B list. I was lurking about the place trying to join the Max Gawn

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Max Gawn

Age

33

Ht

209cm

Wt

110kg

Pos.

Ruck

Career

Season

Last 5

D

14.1

4star

K

7.4

3star

HB

6.7

4star

CL

2.8

4star

HO

35.3

5star

D

18.5

4star

K

11.5

4star

HB

7.0

4star

CL

3.5

4star

HO

29.2

5star

D

8.4

3star

K

3.6

2star

HB

4.8

4star

CL

1.0

3star

HO

15.6

5star

queue and he was there in a Melbourne jumper and nobody wanting his autograph so I got him to sign my ball. Was very awkward because I was making conversation but clearly had no idea who he was, and he was chatting but obviously knew I had no idea who he was. And I was trying to decipher his signature, which I couldn't, and the number meant nothing. And so I said some incredibly goofy thing like "hope to see you out there" (like he was on the X files or something) and I said mate, and I never say mate so it came out all awkward. Then I said "so long" which sounded ridiculous and then I went with a go Dees to bring the exchange to a close.

Made the day difficult because I kept having to avoid him because he thinks I'm a turkey, and I was already steering clear of Lamumba and both of them somehow managed to be everywhere like timelords. I was so unsettled that I had a manic rant at Terlich where I was overcompensating by telling him how he was my favourite player and I couldn't wait for him to return to seniors.

I didn't go in 2017. Too stressful.

 

[Proper Gander]

Interesting that two of my favourite posts involve Terlich. Three if you count this one, which is a cracker

 

[Headless]

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Joel Smith signed my football for me at family day 2016, just after we signed him on the Rookie B list. I was lurking about the place trying to join the Max Gawn queue and he was there in a Melbourne jumper and nobody wanting his autograph so I got him to sign my ball. Was very awkward because I was making conversation but clearly had no idea who he was, and he was chatting but obviously knew I had no idea who he was. And I was trying to decipher his signature, which I couldn't, and the number meant nothing. And so I said some incredibly goofy thing like "hope to see you out there" (like he was on the X files or something) and I said mate, and I never say mate so it came out all awkward. Then I said "so long" which sounded ridiculous and then I went with a go Dees to bring the exchange to a close.

Made the day difficult because I kept having to avoid him because he thinks I'm a turkey, and I was already steering clear of Lamumba and both of them somehow managed to be everywhere like timelords. I was so unsettled that I had a manic rant at Terlich where I was overcompensating by telling him how he was my favourite player and I couldn't wait for him to return to seniors.

I didn't go in 2017. Too stressful.

So long!

 

[Crimson Azure]

One from the bay in 2011:

-Richmond Hero Number 40: The truck load of manure – Lone Wolf Mario.

In most circumstances manure is looked down upon as some sort of unspeakable filth, something to be wiped from the bottom of your shoe an evil amongst us. To work with manure in all its forms, one is considered to have reached the lowest form of humanity.

Many assume this lowly product has no other redeemable quality than to be used as fertilizer, but manure’s usefulness belies this inaccurate reputation. This seemingly loathsome product has many redeemable qualities, none more so than its magnus opus on a cold winters day in 2001.

In a crazed fury a self loathing Richmond supporter (who we will call Mario for ostensive purposes) – following another capitulation on the weekend, decided to take matters into his own hand. Atop his chariot of iron & faecal matter Mario approached manfully toward the headquarters know as ‘The axis of insipidness’ & delivered what could only be called:

‘The quintessential characterisation of the heart & soul of Richmond – Crap!.’

Not a word spoken, no comment required. The manure, in all it’s semi decomposed glory, spoke volumes of the club it lay before.

But the manure would attest further. The fact that it was the excrement of chickens harnessed the moribund nature of the courage & heart this club once had. The fact that manure has use & can renew & rejuvenate its surroundings stabbed at the lowest recesses of their recruiting department, laying bare their incompetent antics. The stench reminded all in proximity of the decay that eats away at a club who once had a proud history.

It is estimated that the cost of the manure dumped at Punt Road was $600, but the majority would say that this gesture, one of hate, self loathing & misguided passion was of more value than all the wealth of Solomon.

For this reason we salute this loan wolf Mario, who, aboard his iron chariot, delivered to the club the only thing of any use in the last two decades….. Manure.

Manure, a true Anti-hero, we stand at attention & salute you.

 

[PerfectFooty]

It might be the most mean spirited but funniest post i've made when someone said the gap between Petracca and Oliver in professionalism was getting wider

That's not the only thing that's widening

 

[Proper Gander]

It might be the most mean spirited but funniest post i've made when someone said the gap between Petracca and Oliver in professionalism was getting wider

You like merchant! (Not true, that one is funny).

The real like whores go to the Richmond board and say that “even as a neutral it’s obvious that you are getting screwed by the umps and the AFL”

 

[Headless]

You like merchant! (Not true, that one is funny).

The real like whores go to the Richmond board and say that “even as a neutral it’s obvious that you are getting screwed by the umps and the AFL”