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˙ǝsol ʎlqɐqoɹd ll,ǝʍ ˙ƃɹǝqlǝpıǝɥ ʇsuıɐƃɐ ʞǝǝʍ sıɥʇ ʇuǝɯuƃıssɐ ɹǝɥƃnoʇ ɥɔnɯ ɐ `ʎɐʍʎuɐ

˙sʍoɹɥʇ lnoɟ ǝɥʇ ɥʇıʍ sʇnu ƃuıoƃ puɐ plǝıɟ ǝɥʇ uo sƃuıɹɐǝq sıɥ ƃuısol pǝʇɹɐʇs ǝɥ ǝɹoɟǝq `ʇuıʇs sıɥ ɟo ʇɹɐd ʎlɹɐǝ ǝɥʇ uı lnɟǝsn uǝʌǝ sɐʍ ǝɥ ˙unɟ ǝɯos pɐɥ `sɥƃnɐl ǝɯos pɐɥ ǝʍ ʇnq




˙oƃ ʇǝƃ ǝɥʇ ɯoɹɟ ʇɥƃıɹ `uǝddɐɥ oʇ ƃuıoƃ sɐʍ ʇı ʎɐʍ ʎluo ǝɥʇ ʎllɐǝɹ sɐʍ sıɥʇ `ʇsǝuoɥ ǝq s,ʇǝl ¡ʇɥƃıɹ ooʇ ¡ʎddɐɥ ʎpoolq ʎllɐǝɹ sı ǝuıʎɹǝʌǝ ʎlʇuǝɹɐddɐ puɐ ʞɔɐs ǝɥʇ ʇoƃ ʎlʇuǝɹɐddɐ oqnɾl ¿ɹɐǝɥ noʎ pıp

Clarendon Corner rails against our recent poor form by viewing the game upside down. Thankfully their banner is still the right way up, and hence quite readable. Photo: Cindy Nitsos.

˙ɹǝqɯǝɯǝɹ llıʍ ǝɥ ɟı ɹǝpuoʍ ı ˙ƃuıʞɐʇ oʇoɥd ʎʇılɐnb ɹǝɥ ɹoɟ ǝsıɐɹd ʎɯ uo ssɐd oʇ ɯıɥ ploʇ ı ˙sɐlıɯ ɐʇıuɐ ɹǝɥdɐɹƃoʇoɥd llɐqʇooɟ lɐɔol ɟo puɐqsnɥ `sɐlıɯ ʎɹɹɐɥ uɐɯsǝuıl ɥʇıʍ ʇɐɥɔ ǝɔıu ɐ pɐɥ oslɐ ǝʍ ʇnq ˙,ǝuoɥd ɹıǝɥʇ ʇɐ ʞool oʇ noʎ oʇ ʇxǝu uosɹǝd ǝɥʇ llǝʇ, puɐ `,punoɹƃ ǝɥʇ ʇɐ noʎ ǝɹɐ, `ǝʞıl ˙sllɐɔǝuoɥd ǝƃuɐɹʇs ʇoƃ ı puɐ ˙ploɔ ʎpoolq oslɐ sɐʍ ʇı

˙ʇooq ɹǝɥʇɐǝl ɐ ɟo sʇuɐuɯǝɹ ǝɥʇ ƃuıʍǝɥɔ ʇ,usɐʍ ı ʇsɐǝl ʇɐ ʇnq `ǝɹǝɥʇ ʎɹoʇɐlǝʌǝɹ ƃuıɥʇou ˙ıʞɐlʌnos uǝʞɔıɥɔ ǝɥʇ ɹoɟ oƃ oʇ pǝpıɔǝp puɐ ǝɯıʇ sıɥʇ ɥɔıʍpuɐs ʞɐǝʇs ǝɥʇ pǝpıoʌɐ ı ˙ǝlqɐlıɐʌɐ sɐʍ oɥʍ ɟo pɐnbs ɥʇƃuǝɹʇs llnɟ ɐ ʎlʇsoɯ

˙uıɐƃɐ ƃuıʇsǝʇoɹd ǝɹǝʍ ʎǝɥʇ ɹo ʇɐɥʇ ɹǝɥʇıǝ ˙ssǝnƃ ı pɐǝɹ oʇ ɹǝısɐǝ ǝɹɐ sɹǝuuɐq uʍop ǝpısdn ʇɐɥʇ ʞuıɥʇ oɥʍ `ɹǝuɹoɔ uopuǝɹɐlɔ uɐǝɯ ı `spıʞ looɔ ʎq puɐ - sʎɐp ǝsǝɥʇ ʇı ƃuıop ǝɹɐ spıʞ looɔ ǝɥʇ llɐ ʎɐʍ ǝɥʇ ʎlʇuǝɹɐddɐ sı sıɥʇ ˙ʇ,uop `uʍop ǝpısdn sʞool ʇxǝʇ sıɥʇ ʎɥʍ ƃuıɹǝpuoʍ ǝɹɐ noʎ ɟı

Last night's score - South 2 VTC 3

Another Glorious Day in the History of South Melbourne Hellas!

Talk about the game? Why would I do a stupid thing like that?

I want to talk about other things.

Sure I live in Altona North, but as self-appointed South Melbourne FC public transport guru and informal tour operator I decided against taking my car to the ground and instead chose to help a couple of friends make their way to this irregular location.

With one of those being my mate Steve from Broady, a young man with a hearty appetite, we ended up at the McDonalds on the corner of Lonsdale and Swanston Streets. Me, I didn't want anything, so I just stood back and waited for his large Quarter Pounder Meal to get ready.

While waiting in that line, some guy with an obviously shaky grip on reality walks past me, then turns around and asks 'what did you say to me?', when I hadn't said anything at all. After an attempt to break me down psychologically by looking at me with a mean shifty stare, he decided that maybe I hadn't said anything after all and walked off.

In any event, I reckon I could have taken him down if necessary, which isn't saying much, and besides, Steve from Broady would have given me a hand if anything happened that required his intervention. We decided to go upstairs because 'it's mad', but being a fast food restaurant in the city, it's full of sparrows which is totally hygienic of course, which didn't seem bother Steve from Broady as much as the initial spot being messy.

After his finishes up, we head out to the bus top to meet Gains. Except for some reason the bus stop is not where it usually is and we have to walk back in the opposite direction. The bus before the one I had scheduled us to use is actually waiting there and we get on. As the bus winds its way through the thoroughfares and avenues of Port Melbourne, Steve from Broady brings up his usual complaint, 'oh, look, Paul's got us lost again', which only happened that one time, and soon enough the parklands were in view and we got off the bus.

I hadn't been to Port Melbourne's SS Anderson Reserve since early 2006 where we lost the Hellenic Cup final to Oakleigh in extra time. Nothing much has changed. The lights are still good, the field is still immaculate by Victorian standards, but I was confused by two things. Firstly, in addition to the usual beverage fare, they also had Magners. That's right, Port Melbourne is turning into a hipster club.

Secondly, where were the souvlakia? They had hamburgers, steak and sausage rolls, but no souvs! I made do with an (overcooked) steak roll and king size Mars bar, but it just wasn't the same. The rest of the evening, with its twists and turns, injuries, quick starts, fightbacks and unnecessary answers to rhetorical questions, just wasn't as interesting.

Change of venue for match against VTC

Probably owing to the pitch at Kingston Heath being in a horrible state, our match against the VTC on Wednesday has been moved to Port Melbourne's SS Anderson Reserve. I assume the kickoff time remains 8:30.

Some sort of South Melbourne outfit 0 NTC 4

Only a few what you might call senior players had a hit out - the rest were under 21s, and they didn't give too good of an account of themselves. A couple of the NTC boys were moderately impressive. The rest of the night was spent talking about classic television shows, such as E Street.

Opening match against NTC moved to tomorrow

A reminder that our opening match of the season  - sort of, as it's not for points, but cards do count - is on tomorrow at Lakeside, at 7:45. There under 21s will also be in action beforehand, and they will be playing for points.