i had a draft here all about the cripps incident that nearly disqualified him.
i didn’t watch last night. first night together with partner in a week. took care of business with a bushwalk during the day; cooked dinner and too tired after that.
i just wanted to say i’m so freaking proud of Crippa for staying, for learning about the mental aspect of the game and most of all for leading when things were not going his way and capitalising when they were gone his way.
im sorry for Lochie Neal he totally deserved to win too. as did probably a handful of players in non-top four teams who will always struggle to rack up the points in a count very much based in the umpires and football world on who wins the game each week.
but hey Crippa wasn’t top four and he wasn’t [painfully to say it] top eight. but he shone through!!!
i busted my gut from the second quarter on in that last pies game riding circuits of Princess Park on my road bike. third quarter was an amazing feeling, each time i rode down Royal Parade with a tail wind and passed bagger HQ motlop or charlie or crippa would do something incredible to get us another goal i begin to dare to dream (i have to stop doing that and so do our players!).
i had hands raised :hands in the air: at least twice riding past the big CFC logo on the new gymnasium. i do this kinda thing every game and have done for years now.
i do it to try and lift the energy of the team, the butterfly effect :butterfly: cannot be ignored when you get such great feedback

during the game. it’s funny how often a commentator on 3AW who used to play for the filth says “Walsh and Cripps have got on their bikes now and are winning all of the ball on the inside and out but they need to convert it to score board pressure”. keeps me out of the saddle on the tail wind straights. haha.
fourth quarter was a disaster. i should have gone clockwise with the change of ends :smile face: :butterfly: :data graph: :tears:
anyhow you can see how much i over identify with the sporting success of a bunch of dudes i’ve never even met, even the player who is a second cousin’s son to my mum or something
listening to the SEN app on saturday nights post game two hour talkback after the pies lost to the pies supporters almost in tears was humbling. much as i hate them and loath the way they always blame the umpires for their losses, close games, i guess we do that too. didn’t think all the blues supporters ringing in (there was a lot of them!) razzing them up was very classy, but it did make the school-boy-bully in me laugh.
anyhow we’ll done Cripps and may this elevate your game and that of those around you and not detract from it as it does to a few other past recipients of the Brownlow.
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