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RICHMOND TIGERS IN

April 14th 2009 13:18
Look it is not all bad down at Punt rd, the agricultural shade of tangerine, Plough has finally stumbled on a selection criteria, apparently he said "he needs fella who will have a crack and fellas who are good with the footy" and to qualify this he intimated that he was prepared to drop bad kicks and bring in poor kicks instead.
Plough did not receive unconditional support from his skipper Chris Newman who said skills were not the issue but confidence, although he was not that confident on that, Newman also suggested that the players were going "into their shells", this is not an analogy on application but a clothes shop on Bridge St frequented by Browny.

Despite the loss against the Bulldogs Plough still found positives, while conceding that the 2nd quarter was not up to scratch, which is an indicator of the ground breaking work down at Richmond, a new term for the footy lexicon, forget about your "Frontal Pressure" it is "the Richmond quarter" that really identifies a teams character, that capacity to surrender all gains and early momentum by being p**s poor in the 2nd quarter.
This miraculous cultural impact by the timid Tiges has the hordes editing the words of the famous song of Punt Rd to .."We wear Yellowy Slacks", well, nice camouflage for 2nd quarter p**s seepage.
Oh! thank god for Melbourne sighed Plough as he looked at round 4 of the footy season, and then it is judge on the next month, now we know you thought Plough meant to judge him on this month, but, it is an often misunderstood use of the word of next in the context of time that people can sometimes fail to grasp, you know like Richmond and the contested footy.
As they say in the west, that is nothing you do all that with just Matthew Richardson, while Freo have Matthew Pavlich as the sole pair of broad shoulders, and unlike Richo, bless him, Pav can shoot straight. Which may be an option for the Purple haze to free themselves of another dead man walking in Mark Harvey,( whom Grant Thomas reckons he heard him humming "I was born! I was born! I was born to be an assistant").Perhaps Pav can line up the entire staff and roster and pot shot them in or out of the club, and they get to shoot back, a bit like knuckles. That noise is Chris Tarrant packing his bags, he is not going to bother with the formalities, he is going to head back to Collingwood, where Heath "when I think about you I touch an ump" Shaw and Nick "look I am reeaallly tough" Maxwell can keep the dickhead detector from locating him.

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