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. The rank outsider with the name that we couldn't look away from. One task, successfully failed. J missed the jump, and Coffee Otis ran away it. Thus started the Curse of Otis. Hopefully, in some way, these mindless tangents can lift the Curse, and Coffee Otis can roam free once more.