I am trying (yeah, yeah, hilarious Shiek
)
I really am (got it the first time Shieky baaa beee)
I am trying not to think too far ahead- no, not too far ahead - too close, too soon, too much 'next year'.
Thing is I am happy (and that is not an euphanism - is it an or a? I thought the rule was an an before a vowel but that sounds weird 'an euphanism'!) very happy with the recruiting done over the regurgitating/shopping/something old/make something blue/silly Sheeds pulling his Tom Hafey season.
Sure we could have done something more - yeah 'I coulda been a contender, I coulda bin someone' as the taxi drives me past Optus. We sould have traded for more early picks, I would'na minded tha' I woulda walked say 500 miles to get rid of a few blokes too.
We didn't, 'cept for campo, God bless Campo and Sheedy and greed - oh that's right, its not about the money, its about the colour scheme, yeah people choose to live in Melton rather than Surrey Hills and Endevour Hills people love rocks and boulders and thistles....nothing to do with the cash!
So the thing is I am happy.
Marc Murphy is this phantom figure in my dreams, running, recieving, hitting my dream targets with ease. Tex is there too, soaring, Tex Unleashed - think it should be a PS2 game. And the other young lads. Mr No.5 God I've missed a N0. 5 - is it true all flag teams have had a number 5? And Edwards, I like sons of.... I have this theory that a son of a gun is a bloody good place to look when searching for new weapons. Bower too. I liked the look of him and Harts (just to keep BV happy),
Its all swirling inside. Bentick running and getting kicks like a new millineum Diesal (yeah yeah I hear ya Synners, stick reality up your arse, this is my dreamtime.
) and Russell and Simmo and Carrots.
Its coming, the Navy Blue train is coming.... see, I'm getting ahead of myself, I'm like a kid pissing his pants before he gets to unwrap the present ( I said piss CK so no more of those predisposition jokes please.
). I'm trying not to get excited, I'm saying to everyone, 'na we'll be botoom four, probably bottom two next year' but even as i say it my heels want to do a little click in the air.
thing is part of me is excited.
McLaren will help (not what I wanted) - he will give Frenchy assistance and we will not be complete duds when Frenchy gets hurt. I am happy with Saddo. He'll help out down back. be around as the kids fill out and turn from hopeful rows of seeds to swaying fields of barley.
I think we may just surprise. I think we'll do okay.
I'm trying to keep it down, trying not to get ahead but its hard (shh CK) cos I really, truly think we did all right. I think our list is better. Kids take time blah blah blah--- I get all that but I think we are coming back.
Yeah i know, give it 3 more years...
But
Just think
Imagine
if we creamed the shit out of some sides next year. imagine thrashing the pies, smashing the bummers, creaming the tiggers... Oh sorry, I'm doing at again aren't I.
Roll on brave new world.
Roll on 2006!
I am going to vaccum now...I need head noise to drown out the upswell of hope - damn this stupiod season with its twinkling lights and tinsel fluttering joys.
