| Paul ( @ 2008-05-19 08:56:00 |
Fatima miracle needed at Fremantle
The Fremantle Dockers had another disappointment yesterday afternoon. For much of the game they seemed to have the edge over the ugly brutes known as the Western Bulldogs, but in the end they succumbed by three points. I think the main reason is that they were knackered. The Freo side had run out of oomph.
The other thing was if only one of those nine single point scores had been a six point goal they would have beaten the most successful team in the league this season. As my inexpert eyes have observed, sometimes Fremantle players are too hasty when they get a free kick within striking distance of a goal. Instead they choose to play on and take a quick stab. It seems the tactic fails as often as it succeeds.
There were quite a few indecisive moments yesterday. These are characterised by a Dockers player standing alone with the ball for a free kick and not knowing who to kick it to. He looks all around until the umpire yells, "Play on!" then he makes his mind up.
Another problem is bird-brain moments. Some players develop personal grudges for some perceived physical outrage against them and forget all about the game. This is also called "lack of discipline." It can quickly develop into a situation where the player is reported and may get suspended at a later enquiry. Undisciplined players let the entire side down and lose games. Their mothers should tweak their ears.
One of the star players at Fremantle is Matthew Pavlich. He's actually a Crow Eater from South Australia, but he was forgiven and made team captain. He kicks quite a few goals, and also quite a few single points. I noticed yesterday as he was lining up for a free kick at the goal posts he crossed himself in the Catholic manner. He believed that God was watching. This might have been the case because the ball veered to the left and just scraped through for a six pointer. It was obviously a miracle.
Fremantle needs more miracles, so I've used my talents to generate a permanent Fatima icon to remind God that the team could do with every bit of help possible during the rest of the season. (God reads Fremantlebiz too.)

So now Fremantle is third from the bottom out of the sixteen teams on the league ladder, they should have been much higher because there have been some very close games against the best teams. Fremantle is not without talent, but I don't think they're going wind up being premiers this season.
By the way, click here if you want to witness more miracles of Fatima like the one above.
© MMVIII Paul R. Weaver.
Click here to visit 'dogandcatwatcher', my YouTube website.
Original still photographs are stored online in a cache at my Panoramio website or my Picasa site. Most of them have a brief description and a link back to a relevant essay. Images on Panoramio can usually be enlarged several times by clicking them.
About the writer
Click here to see our backyard.
Check out each month's subject index on the Calendar Page for my "common-man" monologues about survival in 21st century Australia – plus a little history occasionally. An original essay is added most days as part of an undertaking to write at least couple of million words. Zzzzzzzz!

The Fremantle Dockers had another disappointment yesterday afternoon. For much of the game they seemed to have the edge over the ugly brutes known as the Western Bulldogs, but in the end they succumbed by three points. I think the main reason is that they were knackered. The Freo side had run out of oomph.
The other thing was if only one of those nine single point scores had been a six point goal they would have beaten the most successful team in the league this season. As my inexpert eyes have observed, sometimes Fremantle players are too hasty when they get a free kick within striking distance of a goal. Instead they choose to play on and take a quick stab. It seems the tactic fails as often as it succeeds.
There were quite a few indecisive moments yesterday. These are characterised by a Dockers player standing alone with the ball for a free kick and not knowing who to kick it to. He looks all around until the umpire yells, "Play on!" then he makes his mind up.
Another problem is bird-brain moments. Some players develop personal grudges for some perceived physical outrage against them and forget all about the game. This is also called "lack of discipline." It can quickly develop into a situation where the player is reported and may get suspended at a later enquiry. Undisciplined players let the entire side down and lose games. Their mothers should tweak their ears.
One of the star players at Fremantle is Matthew Pavlich. He's actually a Crow Eater from South Australia, but he was forgiven and made team captain. He kicks quite a few goals, and also quite a few single points. I noticed yesterday as he was lining up for a free kick at the goal posts he crossed himself in the Catholic manner. He believed that God was watching. This might have been the case because the ball veered to the left and just scraped through for a six pointer. It was obviously a miracle.
Fremantle needs more miracles, so I've used my talents to generate a permanent Fatima icon to remind God that the team could do with every bit of help possible during the rest of the season. (God reads Fremantlebiz too.)
So now Fremantle is third from the bottom out of the sixteen teams on the league ladder, they should have been much higher because there have been some very close games against the best teams. Fremantle is not without talent, but I don't think they're going wind up being premiers this season.
By the way, click here if you want to witness more miracles of Fatima like the one above.
© MMVIII Paul R. Weaver.
Click here to visit 'dogandcatwatcher', my YouTube website.
Original still photographs are stored online in a cache at my Panoramio website or my Picasa site. Most of them have a brief description and a link back to a relevant essay. Images on Panoramio can usually be enlarged several times by clicking them.
About the writer
Click here to see our backyard.
Check out each month's subject index on the Calendar Page for my "common-man" monologues about survival in 21st century Australia – plus a little history occasionally. An original essay is added most days as part of an undertaking to write at least couple of million words. Zzzzzzzz!