jmac70
On the porch
Imagine this. It’s late on Thursday afternoon. Word filters out that Collingwood are holding a surprise press conference.
Bucks is there with his muscles barely contained beneath his close fitting polo, and next to him sits an old looking bald dude who you assume to be Wright.
The bold dude is speaking, something about incredible service and dedication, legacy and love of the players. You start thinking about dinner as your Gen Y inability to concentrate for longer than 2 minutes kicks in.
What did you hear?
Buckley is being replaced?
By whom you wonder, as you idly play with your belly button.
You become dimly aware that people are gazing at you. Their slack jaws revealing yellow stained teeth and breath like a dogs arse. The bald dude is beckoning you to the stage. You stagger forward, wondering if this is all some sort of sick BF joke.
Upon reaching the stage, you are forced into an embrace with the bald man, you consider running for your life, before you realise that you are now the new coach of Collingwood.
s**t, you think, I’ve always know what to do on BF, but what do I do in reality? What is my game plan? What do I tell the players? Why is Harvey staring at me?
Over to you.
How do you beat North?
What is your game plan?
What colour are your undies?
Bucks is there with his muscles barely contained beneath his close fitting polo, and next to him sits an old looking bald dude who you assume to be Wright.
The bold dude is speaking, something about incredible service and dedication, legacy and love of the players. You start thinking about dinner as your Gen Y inability to concentrate for longer than 2 minutes kicks in.
What did you hear?
Buckley is being replaced?
By whom you wonder, as you idly play with your belly button.
You become dimly aware that people are gazing at you. Their slack jaws revealing yellow stained teeth and breath like a dogs arse. The bald dude is beckoning you to the stage. You stagger forward, wondering if this is all some sort of sick BF joke.
Upon reaching the stage, you are forced into an embrace with the bald man, you consider running for your life, before you realise that you are now the new coach of Collingwood.
s**t, you think, I’ve always know what to do on BF, but what do I do in reality? What is my game plan? What do I tell the players? Why is Harvey staring at me?
Over to you.
How do you beat North?
What is your game plan?
What colour are your undies?