R9: Fremantle 100 d Sydney 63

Autumn leaves in jewelled colours

I leave a wake through them

on my way to the little SCG

Like Bradman before me I dominate.

The Ladies Stand is full of men.

R8 Collingwood 133 d Fremantle 97

All night I tap deftly

left, right, overhead,

always sharked by 

tattooed long-arsed

ratbags.

R7 Fremantle 113 d Brisbane 100

Few can understand the joy


Of knowing so intimately


The top of Peter Bell's head

Half-Korean ball magnet

Tomorrow: Seaworld.

R6 Fremantle 111 d West Coast 73

Naitanui, leapy jumpy

Dreads akimbo, flippy floppy

A masterclass I put on for him

Was he grateful?
Maybe slightly.

R5 - Fremantle 112 d Richmond 73

My knee in his throat

His face in my armpit

My elbow in his ear

His fist to my quadricep

Low contact, medium intensity

R4 - Fremantle 108 d St Kilda 93

I can hold a football in one hand

But unlike "Buckets" Loewe

There is room
within my grasp

For another football

R3 - Fremantle 125 d Geelong 118

 A dream I have, recurring

I am a nippy indigenous winger

and I can buy any shoes I like.
I wake. 

47 hitouts this week.

R2 - Fremantle 113 d Essendon 69

I ruck all day.

No bench withstands

My massive arse.

R1 - Fremantle 118 d Adelaide 62

Gibbous moon over Fremantle
Driving home from Subiaco

Tightness in my left calf persisting

I eat chicken, after chicken,
after chicken.