Harping

Watering The ConcreteYou should know we think very little our neighbours by now.

Here’s another reason why.

Melbourne is in it’s 7th year of drought, about to go on to stage 2 water restrictions and our back neighbour is watering the concrete. Why? Because front neighbour mowed the lawns and couldn’t be bothered sweeping up.

Even under our current stage one restrictions paved areas can’t be washed under any circumstances except for fire and safety. The self-centredness of these people is beyond belief.

We Suck

I’m home.

The game isn’t even over.

Richmond, you’ve broken my heart.

Save Tiggy

Tiggy - Endangered SpeciesNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Tiggy is to become and endangered species!

From The Age this morning :

To launch the new promotional campaign at tomorrow night’s match against Collingwood, the club will roll out a new mascot …

This is an outrage! Tiggy must be saved – the most unique and charismatic mascot in the competition, loved by millions of kids (and me). He’s basically a scrawny guy or gal in an ill fitting cat suit but with so much personality he steals the mascot show. They had better not be replacing our icon with some pumped up stuffed muscle tiger – we Tiger fans will not stand for it.

Stand by Tiger fans (Jen, you still out there?) – the battle to save Tiggy will begin next week. I think I’ll take my cues from the Save Ferris campaign, any one got a spare water tower?

Who Has My Number?

Since Rae gave me two Three Investigator hard covers for my birthday (4th June, put it in your diary for next year. Go on now.) the quest is on to collect the set. Rae, though, has suggested a rule. While I can buy them any way I want I have to read them in order.

I’ve been outbid on ‘Terror Castle’ three times now so I’m thinking second hand book stores are the way to go. If you happen to notice a copy lying around anywhere please let me know.

Out Of The Mouths Of Babes

“Dad, you’re not a cool boy. You’re a working man.”

Apparently this means I am no longer allowed to use the word ‘groovy’.

Sigh, my life is over.

Melbourne 1966

I found this link to an online reproduction of Melway Edition 1 at Grouse. There’s even a link to how they made the first edition of this Melbourne institution.

I love Melway, it’s an amazing example of cartography, and I love old maps, especially of Melbourne, so this is my idea of heaven.

For those of you from beyond our fair city the Melway is the standard reference for Melbourne maps. It’s guaranteed to be stashed under a seat in every car and you’re also guaranteed to receive at least one copy when you turn 18 and are eligible for your drivers license.

Wake Up Tigerland

So, it appears they have listened to me (hah!) and some players are playing for their future. Big deal.

This quote just goes to show how far out of touch are the powers that be at Tigerland :

Club president Clinton Casey urged members not to be “so reactive to the on-field performance” in the future as had happened this year with the club’s membership down by some 2500 from last season, which has had a huge financial impact on the Tigers.

Urging us not to be so reactive. I spent almost $500 on my membership this year Mr Casey and what have I got from it? A cheap stick pin, a car sticker, six wins, and seven losses in a row (three, at least, of which we should have won), a team that constantly under performs, a club that eats its own and this constant bleating to be patient. Why on earth should I fork over half a grand next year with expectation of more of the same? WHY? Don’t tell me it will change – 2 finals appearances in 11 years and it’s not looking like we’re going to be harassing the top eight any time soon. ‘Don’t be reactive’ you say – again I ask, why the hell not?

Wake up Tigerland, how much more patient can we be? We’ve had enough. We have been patient. We’ve given you what you want. I renew my membership every year (and will no doubt stupidly continue to do so), I support the club, I wear my tiger heart on my sleeve day in day out; don’t talk down to me and tell me to be patient. I can see where problems lie – why the hell can’t you?

Bye Bye 2003

I’m furious enough to burst and sad enough to cry.

Why Tiges? Why? You played one quarter of football that would win you a premiership and THREE FREAKIN QUARTERS WHERE YOU MAY AS WELL HAVE NOT BEEN ON THE FIELD! THREE QUARTERS! We didn’t deserve to win, but we should have ’cause we had to. Hear that guys? Today was the last roll of the AFL dice and you let it go.

I hope you are now all playing for you jobs. Half of you have to go and the other half probably should. Yes Jen, even though he tried today and actually got us in to the position to win, I’m beginning to agree that Richo has to go too; and I never thought I’d be saying that.

Tiges, all you had to today was try. And you didn’t. And it hurts.