Welcome The Shrine that is Jesse Hulk Hogan (Continued from Melbourne)

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Puns? Really? Step up. Anyone else tired of being laughed at as a supporter of an underperforming non premiership club?

We just traded pick 5 for this guy, clock starts now. If rozee, smith or King are better than him, it’s a failure.

He ain’t no shrine, he’s a bloody good footy player who needs to step up. I don’t need another Harley/Mccarthey (ie Toronto) 2.0.
 
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Having lost his father after a long battle with cancer and then been diagnosed with testicular cancer himself in 2017, he may have a slightly different view on what's important in life to the average 23 year old.

The fact that he recovered and still averaged 18 possessions, 6 marks, 2 tackles and 2 goals a game last season makes me think he has the drive to succeed. He's still a young man with plenty of development in him and I reckon we'll be a better team with him running around in purple.
 

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Bicco to the locals😉

BICTON BREEZES (1976) by Dave Warner

Of course I remember the service station
And the boys who roasted chestnuts
Out the back and told dirty jokes of a Saturday.
No I don't recall the tram to Point Walter
I wasn't born then and by now it's all altered
A band I understand would play by the river
And boys off to war would hold girls who would shiver
Ah, even Bicton suffered.

If they hadn't died there never would be
Boys coming home late from football training on the 159
And housewives who contemplate a suicide by the washing line and
Love their children
And their husband
And their car
And their family tree.

Do you recall the FJ
And the trips to school?
Stephen Bizacca always won the loose football
And Sister often read to us
Stories 'bout the saints
I was an altar boy at benediction.

And if there's one thing that I learnt there
It's be always what you ain't
That applies to all beliefs and all convictions.
'Cause what you are is meaningless as things described as quaint
Especially if you're born a kid in Bicton.
Oh we all congregated
At the fish and chip shop
Nicely situated
Just by the 148 stop
While fish were frying we were eyein' each other
Cooked, salted, vinegared, goodbyin’

And your mother was watching
Then a new car was something (Special it seemed)
Adopted our money (Fostered our dreams)
Of tropical isles (but Kouzinas is Greek)
And Mediterranean smiles (but that was last week)
While fish was cookin’ I was lookin’ ahead
Sometimes I missed my bus but then I got my fish instead.
Oh the Kouzinas Brothers, Jimmy and Don
Had a fish and chip shop
Nicely situated
By the 148 stop.
 

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BICTON BREEZES (1976) by Dave Warner

Of course I remember the service station
And the boys who roasted chestnuts
Out the back and told dirty jokes of a Saturday.
No I don't recall the tram to Point Walter
I wasn't born then and by now it's all altered
A band I understand would play by the river
And boys off to war would hold girls who would shiver
Ah, even Bicton suffered.

If they hadn't died there never would be
Boys coming home late from football training on the 159
And housewives who contemplate a suicide by the washing line and
Love their children
And their husband
And their car
And their family tree.

Do you recall the FJ
And the trips to school?
Stephen Bizacca always won the loose football
And Sister often read to us
Stories 'bout the saints
I was an altar boy at benediction.

And if there's one thing that I learnt there
It's be always what you ain't
That applies to all beliefs and all convictions.
'Cause what you are is meaningless as things described as quaint
Especially if you're born a kid in Bicton.
Oh we all congregated
At the fish and chip shop
Nicely situated
Just by the 148 stop
While fish were frying we were eyein' each other
Cooked, salted, vinegared, goodbyin’

And your mother was watching
Then a new car was something (Special it seemed)
Adopted our money (Fostered our dreams)
Of tropical isles (but Kouzinas is Greek)
And Mediterranean smiles (but that was last week)
While fish was cookin’ I was lookin’ ahead
Sometimes I missed my bus but then I got my fish instead.
Oh the Kouzinas Brothers, Jimmy and Don
Had a fish and chip shop
Nicely situated
By the 148 stop.
I never met Dave but his dad was Gus and lived 2 houses away in Lee pl. Bought my first motley set of golf clubs from him about 30 years ago.
 
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