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Category Archives: The Muse

AFL Grand Final Pre Game Entertainment Triumphs

footballAll public performances are triumphs – of talent, will, even audacity. Check out these nuggets in the class continuum that is AFL Grand Final Pre-Game entertainment. Allow our intros to serve simply to set the context by which you be … Continue reading →

Brownlow Magnificence Continuum

Enjoy our top moments in Brownlow infamy. The heart wrenching, rendering, and stopping moments that will live on for ever as chosen by Mick’s Footy Blog. Hover your mouse over each moment to take it the magnificence.

Now there are 4

Just what is the exact difference between a parsnip and a carrot. And don’t give me “er….colour?”. I pondered this tonight on the plate before me and quickly got the answer in the form of the Adelaide Football Club. The … Continue reading →

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Fine white line between pleasure and pain

The to camera interview with Trent Cotchin, Richmond Captain, wearing a sparkly leather vest, make up and studded dog collar during Mad Monday celebrations belied the severity of the all time domination by Port the day before in the Elimination … Continue reading →

Rounding the corner into September moments Round 21

Injuries gutted two teams this weekend with vastly different results. Fortunately there was a family dinner party at our home which gave my pie loving Erin a rare out to avoid the carnage in the medical room and on the … Continue reading →

Merger Part 2 – Final fateful game

Someone in the AFL in 1996 must have been obsessed with the idea of wholesale dispensing of history by brokering unions, takeovers and mergers of Melbourne clubs, presumably to ease the load in supporting loss making teams in Sydney and … Continue reading →

Merger Fireworks – Part 1 1971 to 1996

I’d only experienced once before that bewildering package of emotions when I heard the news in 1996 that the AFL has ratified a request to merge from Melbourne and my Hawthorn. Shock, fear, helplessness, despair. Like your heart was on … Continue reading →

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If you believe they put a man on the moon

This week, 45 years ago, Neil Armstrong stepped off the lunar module ladder and placed a tentative foot upon the surface of the moon. “That’s one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.” he said. Half a billion … Continue reading →

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Moments found wanting in Round 17

I’ve long been found wanting – since time immemorial – like the time I was advised of this by my father under heavy harvest stress when I totally botched the corner raking on a hay windrow making it impossible for … Continue reading →

Mick’s Round 16 RANT!

Upsets and boilovers, this round is beset by upside down results that raise the metabolism in July but be barely remembered in September. Well, that’s what I wanted to tell the Roo’s supporter who baited me on the siren. Hawthorn … Continue reading →