Something has just dawned on me. We was robbed...again.

There's a lot of pain around Fremantle at the moment, a lot of people are talking about starting the hundred year plan all over again, axing players, playing teenagers, electing members, rebadging the club and so forth but if the bloody umpire did his job and picked up the throw that got the ball to Robertson that kicked the winning goal, there wouldn't be a problem.

Mr Squiggle could have seen that throw from his rocket ship on its way to the moon and, not only is that a few hundred thousand kilometres away, he's only got that tiny window and most of that is blocked by his nose. How could you possibly not see it?

Two weeks in a row, the umpires have robbed us in the last minutes of the game. They're the ones with the culture problem. They've got a culture of having no idea. It's a disgrace.

Give us our 8 points back (and I beleive there are a few apologies due).