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- Apr 7, 2016
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First go at this please be gentle. Not sure if I'm doing it right. Also, kudos to Melky on his efforts on the weekend even if it does detract a little from the story....
Jake Melksham walks into the brightly lit rooms of the MFC coaching staff offices. He is oddly perplexed by how quiet things are but notices Simon Goodwin sitting in front of his computer diligently tapping away at the keys.
“Whatchya doin’ boss?” asks Melksham.
Simon sighs and turns to his part time back man - part time game plan advisor and responds “I’m working on our brand Melky, what’re you up to?”
“Well it’s Saturday boss, I’ve got my gear, I’m good to go. Who we got this week?” Melksham responded in a somewhat high pitched tone.
“Ahhh c’mon Jake, we explained it to you numerous times during the week mate, this is the bye round.” Goodwin says in a slightly agitated manner.
Melksham looked back wide eyed at his coach and squealed “The buy round? You mean where players are traded and stuff? Ohhh nooo… last time that happened they took me away from Docklands and made me give my favourite red and black sox back”
“Settle down Melky. That’s the trade period. This is the bye week. Nothing for you to be worried about” He paused then mumbled “Yet” under his breath then continued. “Remember the bye week means you have the weekend off, like an RDO mate. Go out and enjoy yourself”
“I was wondering why it was so quiet around here.” Said Jake in a pondering tone. “Maybe I could catch up with some of the lads. What’s Viney up to?” Melksham enthused.
“He’s headed down to Port Lincoln to do some commercial tuna fishing. Reckons he kills two birds with one stone. Gets in some good weight training and makes good coin, you see he holds a pole in each hand and reefs in 250kg blue fin tunas 2 at a time. They pay him double as he is doing two blokes work.” Explained Simon
“What About Wattsy? Maybe I can catch up with him?”
“Nah mate, he’s launching a new range of apparel for his Skwosh brand, seems he has a new fishing line…. Hahahahaa… See what I did there Jake ol mate?” Chuckled Goody. Melksham merely stared back at Goodwin breathing through his mouth looking perplexed. He shortly snapped out of his fugue and suggested, “I know, I can catch up with Gawny”
“Nope, he’s …”
“Jordy?” Interjected Melksham
“Anger management classes I’m afraid” Goody responded shaking his head.
“Kent?” asked Melky in a more desperate manner
“No one’s seen him for a while come to think of it” replied Goodwin scratching his head with furrowed brow
“Clarry?” asked Jake now looking a little defeated
“He mentioned he was heading over to Striker475 ‘s for a BBQ and to start drafting up his Brownlow acceptance speech” chuckled Goody
“What’s Bernie up to then?” Melk pleaded
“Music festival up on the Tweed with Jesse” says Simon then suggests “Why don’t you work on your disposal by foot?”
“But there’s no one around here to kick to?” bemoaned Jake. “Ooh, maybe I could get in touch with an old team mate from my Bomber days and practice kicking it to him” suggested Melksham enthusiastically.
“You don’t need any improvement in the skill of kicking to the opposition Jake” sighed Simon. After a brief pause Goodwin say’s “Come on over here and pull up a stump. You can help me tweak this game plan we devised back in our Bomber days”
Dee’s by a fist!
First go at this please be gentle. Not sure if I'm doing it right. Also, kudos to Melky on his efforts on the weekend even if it does detract a little from the story....
Jake Melksham walks into the brightly lit rooms of the MFC coaching staff offices. He is oddly perplexed by how quiet things are but notices Simon Goodwin sitting in front of his computer diligently tapping away at the keys.
“Whatchya doin’ boss?” asks Melksham.
Simon sighs and turns to his part time back man - part time game plan advisor and responds “I’m working on our brand Melky, what’re you up to?”
“Well it’s Saturday boss, I’ve got my gear, I’m good to go. Who we got this week?” Melksham responded in a somewhat high pitched tone.
“Ahhh c’mon Jake, we explained it to you numerous times during the week mate, this is the bye round.” Goodwin says in a slightly agitated manner.
Melksham looked back wide eyed at his coach and squealed “The buy round? You mean where players are traded and stuff? Ohhh nooo… last time that happened they took me away from Docklands and made me give my favourite red and black sox back”
“Settle down Melky. That’s the trade period. This is the bye week. Nothing for you to be worried about” He paused then mumbled “Yet” under his breath then continued. “Remember the bye week means you have the weekend off, like an RDO mate. Go out and enjoy yourself”
“I was wondering why it was so quiet around here.” Said Jake in a pondering tone. “Maybe I could catch up with some of the lads. What’s Viney up to?” Melksham enthused.
“He’s headed down to Port Lincoln to do some commercial tuna fishing. Reckons he kills two birds with one stone. Gets in some good weight training and makes good coin, you see he holds a pole in each hand and reefs in 250kg blue fin tunas 2 at a time. They pay him double as he is doing two blokes work.” Explained Simon
“What About Wattsy? Maybe I can catch up with him?”
“Nah mate, he’s launching a new range of apparel for his Skwosh brand, seems he has a new fishing line…. Hahahahaa… See what I did there Jake ol mate?” Chuckled Goody. Melksham merely stared back at Goodwin breathing through his mouth looking perplexed. He shortly snapped out of his fugue and suggested, “I know, I can catch up with Gawny”
“Nope, he’s …”
“Jordy?” Interjected Melksham
“Anger management classes I’m afraid” Goody responded shaking his head.
“Kent?” asked Melky in a more desperate manner
“No one’s seen him for a while come to think of it” replied Goodwin scratching his head with furrowed brow
“Clarry?” asked Jake now looking a little defeated
“He mentioned he was heading over to Striker475 ‘s for a BBQ and to start drafting up his Brownlow acceptance speech” chuckled Goody
“What’s Bernie up to then?” Melk pleaded
“Music festival up on the Tweed with Jesse” says Simon then suggests “Why don’t you work on your disposal by foot?”
“But there’s no one around here to kick to?” bemoaned Jake. “Ooh, maybe I could get in touch with an old team mate from my Bomber days and practice kicking it to him” suggested Melksham enthusiastically.
“You don’t need any improvement in the skill of kicking to the opposition Jake” sighed Simon. After a brief pause Goodwin say’s “Come on over here and pull up a stump. You can help me tweak this game plan we devised back in our Bomber days”
Dee’s by a fist!
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