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A BRIDGE TOO FAR

In the last 4 years I have enjoyed writing prose about the fortunes and sometimes failures of a dozen or so guys from Terrey Hills and surrounding suburbs. Describing their ability to play the game known in heaven as Touch Football has been a fun hobby. In the last 24 hours I debated whether or not to close out the season with the Grand Final edition. In my ever honest nature writing, with a good example of my description of players skills and / or lack thereof on occasion from some, I must admit that I had chosen not to write this story. After losing 6-5 in our second worst game of the season to a very good team in last nights Grand Final, I didn't feel there would be any good reasons to write this story. However, my smartphone made that known buzz of a text message at 6.23pm Australian Easter Summer Time this very night.  It was the VC reminding me of my contractual arrangement that includes amongst other things a post game rant on the description of the game just finished....

Into the Grand Final for Touchers

Toucher's win 7-5 The Toucher's have always enjoyed Finals series games and last night was no different. The Toucher's were the Minor Premiers which had them matched with the team placed 4th in a sudden death play off for the Grand Final. Despite beating the same team, in name only, last week 10-1, the Minor Premiers knew it would not be an easy 40 minutes of Touching. Their opponents went to the well looking for talent and youth. They found both and fielded a very different team last night.  With the VC out with educational duties and the Locksmith practicing to save the lives of many, the Toucher's topped up their ranks with the return of B1 [Chopsy] and the Bulldog.  B2 missed his return flight from Sochi where he was competing in the Giant Slalom. Gees he looked good in that lycra on Channel 10 !!!! Milt called in to advise he was stuck in transit. Something to do with an open bar at the Hilton in Hong Kong. Well you can't say he ain't committed ...

Minor Premiers marching on

Let me open with an apology and the delay in presenting the post game report. After what I felt was a sub standard performance Tuesday night in relevance to the standard of the opposition, I locked myself in the video room and went looking for answers to the many questions that I, the corporation and the fans have been asking. All is not okay and I need to find out why or the next two weeks may be the darkest in club history. But in watching these tapes I saw wonderous things in the 10-1 victory to the Toucher's.  The opening blast from the Locksmith was a showing of pure power, raw power and elusiveness [yes its a word...and would score high in scrabble] .  Running in two tries before most of us had even got a sweat up, the Locksmith ensured that the opponents had a lot to fear Tuesday night. Let me just back track for a moment. On Monday the Locksmith invited the VC, the Rookie and 'Louie the 15th' on bike ride in the Blue Mountains. At first I was a little ...

A wake up call for the Overtouchers

On everyday, in every form of life people lose in some way or another. Whether we like it or not losing is like death and taxes, its a bugger of a thing and you can do nothing to escape any of these. Muhammad Ali lost 5 times. Once to the late great Joe Frazier. He even lost to the journeyman, cocaine addict Trevor Berbick who later was hammered by Mike Tyson. But he was judged and measured on his greatness and his beliefs. In Michael Jordan's basketball career he played 1,072 basketball games and lost 366 regular season games but he was not measured on this 34% losing record. Jordan was judged and measured on his 6 championships, not the 366 times he was a loser. His coach Phil Jackson used Zen like quotes through his coaching career and described a season in this way  "its not about the destination, its about the journey". Today in the cities all over the world business people are losing out on business deals and tenders they felt sure they would win. These peop...