Starting Pistol.
New here? Sport, music and life, with the swearing left in. Start with these five.
Pick of the Litter.
If you check out quickly, check out these.
Sport
Bont has never won a Brownlow medal — and it doesn't matter one diddly ding dong bit.
Sport
Screaming in the Breeze for my Boyhood Hero
James Hird til death. Then everything after.
Life
Back Against the Wall...And Possibly an Operating Table
15 years of bodily abuse, and genuine shock when it all came crumbling down.
Life
The Constant Threat of Influenza: The Wet Blanket That Is Beau Sebastopol Van Damme*
A love letter to my best friend with absolutely nothing nice to say in it.
Music
The Curse of Coffee Otis.
Inside the four walls of The Sporting Globe, Fountain Gate, whilst watching Matthew Priddis win the Brownlow to more of a moan than rousing applause, we gave Jarrad a simple task with the remaining jug money - load up on a greyhound we collectively agreed on - Coffee Otis.
Rank outsider - great name.
One task, successfully failed.
J missed the jump, and Coffee Otis ran away with it, and so began the Curse of Otis.
Hopefully, in some way, these mindless tangents can lift the Curse, and Coffee Otis can roam free once more.
The Keyboard Warrior Behind It.
Spewing out 10+ years of internal dialogue into external noise.
It's everyone else's problem now.
For Gil North, who clearly passed down the writing bug, only supercharged and more explicit.