On Thursday night, a supporter behind me constantly referred to a player as Whitney Houston. “I will always love you” sounded like a fitting tribute song for one of our many gallant (and capable) players. When I turned around I noticed this supporter was wearing Black and White and looked one Joffa short of a cheer squad.
After confusing and incessant screaming I span around and asked, “why Whitney?” He replied “Rocca always protects Medhurst, he is like a bodyguard. You know like Kevin Costner to Whitney Houston in that movie.” Brilliant!
Like The Sphinx at the golfview, sometimes the unlikely just works (the nickname and the human in this case).
Thus Collingwood returned to their role as headline fodder for the tabloids while we wrapped ourselves in a weekend special of the Ablettiser. Order is restored.
Each quarter in four words or less:
1st: I really hate Collingwood
2nd: 8 unanswered, we’re back!
3rd: We’re toying with them
4th: Tomahawk, enjoy your eggs
I’m tipping the walk back to the Lexus centre seemed further than those destined for the City of Dreams.
Next post: The Terrace’s inaugural past-player profile!