Supers Round 2 – vs Morningside
Though I neglected to mention it in the earlier game, the significance of this round should not be glossed over. The players from both teams stood across from each other and took a moment to really consider what it means to play for the Barry Morsinkhoff Cup. A chance to properly honour the real hero behind this trophy…the engraver, for being able to fit “The Barry Morsinkhoff Cup” on the one trophy. But also to be a part of the history that will have people asking in years to come, “Who was Barry Mosinkhoff?”, “How do you pronounce Barry Morsinkhoff” and of course “Can I buy a vowel please?”
Importantly for this clash Wizard returned but in a 4 cylinder car and not in a puff of smoke, which has me seriously questioning if in fact he is a real Wizard, or just pretending.
An incredible one handed mark and subsequent dash, late in the game still has me leaning towards the supernatural though.
The first quarter was as frenetic and physical as I have seen in a while. Caused in some part by a late and marginally high tackle from Sass that fired things up a little. Pressed for comment post game, Sass was only willing to concede that the challenge was only “mildly exuberant”. Sure, mildly exuberant in a Matthew Newton kind of way.
Little separated them at quarter time but 3 quick goals handed Morningside important momentum, which was only broken by a superb running goal from Chief. Chief celebrated accordingly by collapsing from exhaustion and waving to the bench for an oxygen tank. Easy, Ant & Mutley had outstanding games. Easy circling the packs with menace as only a Shark can whilst Ant & Mutley started a trend that would become a regularity throughout the season. That of bursting out of the centre and hitting a leading Princess who, following the his introduction of goal kicking practice in the preceding week, would subsequently spray the ensuing kicks to various parts of the ground. Several members of the crowd were forced to take refuge directly behind the goals for their own safety.
Starting the second half with a slightly daunting but achievable deficit, Skull kicked a real lifter at the start of the third and then watched in horror as his next kick into the forward line somehow failed to result in a goal. Said kick spilled off a marking contest and into the goal square where an unmarked Jai stood (That’s Jai for Slims benefit who still thinks he’s talking to the 10th letter of the alphabet). What followed, I’m not sure I can do justice with words but I’ll try. With nothing short of an eternity to gather and steady both ball and Jai stayed in permanent orbit around each other stumbling and fumbling like 2 virgins making a porno.
A relentless Jai hacked at thin air with a series of desperate scissor kicks and frantic round houses before Isaac Newtons (third law of motion) finally put him out of his misery by pushing the ball across the line for a solitary point. No immediate reward for Jai’s efforts but a former judge in rhythmic gymnastics, who was present in the crowd was kind enough to award him a 9.5.
Though I am aware the boys lost this one by 23 points, I’m a little vague on the details of the last quarter. This was the one game I watched from the sidelines and the commencement of the final quarter was when the supple and spritely young girlfriends of the Kenmore boys turned up and took up position in front me. Though I can’t pass comment on the game from this point on, I can tell you this (that Chelsea is such a bitch. She was like, “Oh my god Krystal…that dress is soooo last year….and I was like…whatever! Morningside by 23 points.
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