I was laying on a far away beach, the sand thick with memories, my chest ripped open, ribs shining like the beautiful white CFC monogram and out of this cavity an unending stream of navy blue poured out to be swallowed by the black light, stars shining with glee like the trillion eyes of the AFL and I lay there, on that beach, the distant sound of a crowd's roar in my eyes, the memory of sunshine and light fading and my soul, my navy blue soul bled dry.

Jezza slipped out, never to return.

Big Nick fought hard but evertually lost his grip.

Macca.

Brave Kenny Hunter.

Swan.

Gags and Glascott and Quirky, Keogh, Ashy and Crane, Barry Armstong, head down as always, Soutby, The Buzz... Finally Ragsy, sadly, a silent wave and then gone.

In the emptiness that remained sand was blown in by the wind to fill the breach...

This morning oh how my chest aches!

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This type of slight is alien in the more cultured part of the world - Walsh. Its up there with mad dogs, Englishmen and the midday sun!

This is the 10000th thread on TC

And it doesn't even have depth

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Cer 'ch 'n alluog Blues

Oh dannyboy pass me another beer at this miserable wake.

Either does our club at the moment...

Perhaps that is the secret hidden point!!

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"...that's the thing about opinion - you don't have to know anything to have one..." Andre Agassi commenting on Pat Cash 2004
"...the less you know - the more you believe..." - Bono 2006

We may not be seeing the boy around these parts any time soon from the sounds of that dream.

Losing to the Pies is bad, but imagine the nightmare if we lose to Essendon* next week. And it would be magnified if Camporeale was fit and playing.

Hope we topple them.

Cheer up dannyboy.

Hurting with you d-boy!

But chin up mate…those Bombers supporters breed like orcs in Lord Of The Rings & as usual we will need all the loud voice we can muster.

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