First half: What a lovely autumn day here in Melbourne. The sun is shining, I have a great seat here at the MCG, I had a right old laugh at Melbourne's el cheapo pre-game entertainment of a guy in a scarf and a trumpeteer. Gee, Melbourne are
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Description: The Jester is 25 years old, and by day works in conveyancing. He has been a loyal and true supporter of the Fremantle Football Club since its inception, and fully intends staying that way for life. Thanks to a lucky FFC lapel pin some years ago, what once seemed an impossible dream just to attend one live Dockers fixture has now blossomed into a life of season membership, Doig Medal Dinners and - this year - attending every interstate fixture. Should you recognise The Jester somewhere (and many people do), feel free to say hello and share your thoughts on my Dockerland blog. |
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Round 7 - Game Of Two Halves
Round 6 - Point of Difference
Right. I'm not about to sit here and pretend that last night's loss against Geelong was anything other than heartbreaking and devastating. To have the reigning premiers on toast not once, but twice, and still lose the game is a very bitter pill to
Round 5 - Back To The...Future?
Ah, Adelaide. A city blessed with very pleasant weather this weekend - but still resolutely stuck 15 years in the past, despite the Glenelg tram and express bus to the footy both conveniently stopping right outside my hotel. At least the usually
Round 4 - Sleeping Sickness
And no, I am not referring to my fervent wish that I could somehow wake up from this horrible dream and find it's Sunday morning again.
I had a feeling in my water the entire week that Richmond would come out swinging in their match against
Round 3 - The Grinder Derby
Perhaps it's a reflection on their relative paucity as I was reaching adulthood, but there is a part of my purple heart that loves to award each Derby victory a descriptive title (whether consensus or my own invention). So far we've had The
R2 - Green Shoots Of Recovery
Yes, we lost again. It certainly felt like 2007 once more, especially with all of the ill-informed whingeing that occurs around me in Block 313 whenever Freo do not resemble a smoothly purring Rolls Royce.
As has become alarmingly usual, the Dockers
Round 1 - Stodge City
I am now once again recumbent in my study chair, sporting a medium case of sunburn on my nose and chin - and having only just rid my match day outfit of the stench of 30,000 Collingwood supporters lighting up within 10 seconds of leaving the MCG.
Hope Springs Freman-tal
Well, this is it. My season of purple pilgrimage is about to begin - and it's proving hard to pin down my emotional state leading into Round 1.
Previous seasons have either been greeted by wild hope (very wild hope in the Drum years) or satisfied
Groundling Life
I feel very proprietorial about Block 313 at Subiaco Oval - it's been my home for Dockers home matches since 2002, and I react very grumpily to any attempt to move me elsewhere. Which is NAB Cup and finals time.
Still, it's quite nice to spend a
The Mission
Greetings fellow Dockerlanders!
In the last few weeks, I have celebrated a personal milestone by reaching my 25th birthday. Whilst I have full confidence that I will possess my own teeth and hair for quite some time yet, in the life of a footballer
