A column every day for twenty days, as we get more football than we even asked for.

Occasionally, this column will even mention football but rarely sensibly.

Last Night

Western Bulldogs (49) v Richmond (90)

Our festival of footy got off to a horrible start and it’s all the Western Bulldogs fault. 

They seemed less interested in winning and more interested in boosting the Tigers self-confidence. They were like a sassy best friend in a romcom.

This support including helping Richmond’s struggling forward line work out it’s issues.

Few Bulldogs covered themselves in glory, but Billy Gowers really turned in a masterclass in ineptitude. By halftime he hadn’t had a single possession. 

He ended with seven.

No wonder Luke Beveridge sat with his head in his hands for 20 seconds after the match. I get it. In 2020, we are all having a Billy Gowers of a year.

As for Richmond, they seemed to get their mojo back. With Cotchin returning, all the key players seemed to lift. Dusty played like a kid mucking around, helped by the fact the Doggies let him.

Even Richmond’s forward line remembered they are being paid to kick goals.

Apparently, Hardwick showed the forward line highlights of themselves during the week to remind themselves of their ability and to restore their confidence.

It’s a wonderful tactic and I’d do it myself, except I don’t have any highlights.

Tonight

Melbourne v Port Adelaide (G) 7:50pm Seven

It’s only the second night of our football marathon and I’m already unsure if I can maintain the pace.

Last night was a two cups of tea night, and that’s just not sustainable for the next 19 nights. I’m not willing to let my life spiral out of control again due to a rampaging tea dependency.

For a Melbourne game, I’ll need something a lot stronger than tea anyway, morphine might be the go but it’s hard to come by during the lockdown.

Port Adelaide are coming off a rather lacklustre game last week against St Kilda and getting played back into form tonight is just what the doctor ordered.

If the Power are smart, and I said if, they will just sit back and wait for Melbourne to make mistakes. There will be a lot.

Decision making is not a strong suit for the Demons.

Poor decision making is fine in a friend you go out with to have a drink, it adds a lot of excitement and humour to proceedings, but it’s not something you want in a footy team.

There’s been some improvement in the Demons entry into the forward fifty, but a lot of the midfield love a high bomb into the forward line and they rarely resist kicking to a teammate who is outnumber 3-1.

You’d think no doing that would be an easy lesson to teach, but apparently, it’s not.

Port to win.

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