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Bring your best footy

May 22, 2014


The premise might be a bit thin, but I just kept going to see where the words might take me. “Hawthorn is one of the best sides in the competition and we need to bring our best footy.” Port Adelaide captain Travis Boak, ahead of the Power’s game against the Hawks. (The Age, 20 May […]

Shelf life

March 6, 2014


This just might be the oddest piece I’ve written in a while. Does it work? Maybe. Maybe not. Shelf life Cereal, butter, pasta, chutney, relish…The supermarket list is long. Very long. And it’s my turn to push the trolley, to walk the bright fluorescent aisles, to face shelf after shelf after shelf. It’s my turn […]

2014 Kick-to-Kick fixture

January 31, 2014


The Kick-to-Kick Association of Australia has released its fixture for 2014. It features an ever-expanding number of venues, times and players. “We have carefully considered the requests of our many members,” said a KKAA spokeswoman while marking a Sherrin in the foyer of the KKAA head office. “We believe the fixture is a fair and […]

The last ball of the last Test

January 10, 2014


Everything is put to rest With the last ball of the last Test The nicks, the cuts The hopes, the fears The drives, the dreams The seventy-odd years The bowler will not overstep the line But she may say a few kind words In her follow-through “Well played,” at least There will be no DRS* […]

The life acrylic

January 6, 2014


Thoughts upon visiting Australia’s first full-size synthetic footy ground Saltwater Reserve, Point Cook, Victoria Sunday 29 December 2013 Plastic grass From wing to wing From flank to flank From one goalsquare to another Plastic grass As far as the eye can see As far as the boot can kick As far as the ball can […]

On the boundary

December 17, 2013


One conversation. Two writers. On the boundary Paul Bateman and Vin Maskell   Bat and ball He told the story while watching the game. He had written a piece for a magazine about a neighbour of his: a bloke named George, who had lived nearby for 30 years or so; a bloke my mate had […]