Player of the year: Jordon Lampard. The one player I could not fault throughout the entirety of this ridiculous season. Defended well, got up the field, scored crucial goals.
Goal of the year: Max Mikkola vs Preston. Yes, there was Manny Aguek's goal from long range against Moreton City. Campbell Dovison's winner against the Bergers in the Dockerty Cup final was the culmination of a whole lot of everything, and we'll always love him for it. But Max's 90th minute winner was a bloody overhead/scissor/bicycle/whatever against a resurgent rival (don't ask why they're rivals) to complete a come from behind win that we won't soon forget.
Best performance: Avondale at home in the Dockerty Cup. The peak performance of the remnants of what we had available at the start of the season (plus Yuzo Iwakami and Brayden Spink, who came on for the former), and we destroyed one of our recent nemeses. There was hardly anyone there to see it, but that was their loss.
Best away game: Melbourne Knights away. We didn't know yet if we had reached rock bottom, or if we would finally begin to "dig up, stupid". This game would be the turning point one way or another. No striker, so we chucked Lucas Inglese up top. Jack Pope scored his double, and then got sent off, forcing us to play for an hour with ten men. We rode our luck a little, but we got the job done. There was hardly anyone there to see it, but that was their loss. Those who were there knew what it meant.
Call of the year (terraces): You have to go get it, what are you waiting for, Santa Claus to come in on his sleigh? (Gully away)
Best call (forums/socials): He (Gustav Moller) moved faster to the airport than he did on the park.
Chant of the year: "What's the tent for?". I admit, this is a very biased, very personal take.
Best pre-match/after match dinner location: Patony's. Sad, but true.
Friends we lost along the way: Con Shomos. George Karantonis. They would have loved the team's revival. I know that Con especially would have loved the Dockerty Cup win.
Barely related to anything stupidity highlight of the year: The complimentary ticket password was "Louvre". If you know, you know.
Sunday, 7 December 2025
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Who was George Karagiannis? Was he an older gentleman?
ReplyDeleteUgh, that should have been George Karantonis, I've fixed it now. George was a reserves player in the 1960s, local sports journo in print and radio, and lifelong supporter and volunteer at the club. Legendary for his croaky smoker's voice and AGM contributions.
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