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Category Archives: Hawks

Tiger Survivor

Richmond emerge to survivor style “the tribe has spoken” drumming from a group of enthusiastic youthful Punt Road volunteers. The 12 o clock arm lift and skin hit technique as favoured by new Beatle Ringo Starr back in the Cavern … Continue reading →

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Kicking your can all over the place

The young teenage girl in front of me spent the majority of the final quarter of last years Preliminary final with her head in her lap unable to witness the response of her beloved Hawks to a 20 point deficit. … Continue reading →

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Setting Suns

The journey down to Warrnambool for a mates 50th takes me off the couch and on the road during game time for the Hawks Suns round 4 clash. As with all non football events, I breathe a contented sigh when … Continue reading →

Ross Lyon – Overman?

For many Footy philosophers, Ross Lyon embodies Nietzsche’s concept of the “Overman” who questions old, established AFL Christian values in his bid to create a new morality that drives the teams he coaches to dour, wholesome yet accountable football choices. Lyon … Continue reading →

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The House of Coleman

Adjacent to the mother of all Chip fryer exhaust fans one row from the back of Etihad stadium, this game was interpreted through an attack on the sense of smell as the frying oil progressively met it’s use-by date during … Continue reading →

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Peter Hudson induced Stockholm Syndrome

Injury to players has a debilitating effect on all concerned. They can also cruel the imagination of the humble supporter. One such injury – and it’s amazing yellow brick road aftermath – to my Hawthorn hero Peter Hudson in 1972 … Continue reading →

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What becomes of the broken hearted?

The mid career departure of a club superstar can leave a deep psychological imprint on the child supporter. During the finals series last year I gazed at the thousands of Hawk children with the #23 on the back and pondered … Continue reading →

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Future Shock – 1989

Both my children were born in hawthorn premiership years. My son born at the beginning of 1989 and my daughter midway through 1991. It took another 17 years for Hawthorn to appear again after dominating the 70’s and 80’s. Many … Continue reading →

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That’s what I’m talking about – 2008

There were some lean years at Hawthorn after the 2001 preliminary final loss to Essendon. My hero Trent Croad was flogged to Fremantle. Alistair Clarkson came to the club in 2005 as senior coach. I had a sticker labelled Clarko’s … Continue reading →

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Torpedos of happiness and great joy – 1978

Early 1978 I sensed it was a time for me to play Under 18s with Leongatha. I’d played 4 seasons with Meeniyan Dumbalk United in the AFL (sorry that’s the Alberton Football League) but was now too old for the … Continue reading →

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