Moved Thread #7: Jack Ziebell [Part I] © -

[GreatBradScott]

Jack is street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm.
Runaway son of a nuclear A-bomb
He was the AFL's poster boy
Now he's back to Search and Destroy.

 

[MaddAdam]

Apologies to Allen Ginsberg

I saw the best midfielders of my generation destroyed by Ziebell, squibbing hysterical broken

dragging themselves through the forward pocket looking for a single touch

 

[LuvtheKangas]

I did but see Jack passing by
And yet I love him till I die

 

[Duvel]

Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the huddle of opponents
Ran the Ziebell.
`Forward, Jack!
Charge for Rieworldt!' he said:
Into the huddle of opponents
Ran the Ziebell.

`Forward, Jack!'
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the player knew
ome one had blunder'd:
Their's not to make reply,
Their's not to reason why,
Their's but to do and smash:
Into the huddle of opponents
Ran the Ziebell.

Bump to right of him,
Bump to left of him,
Bump in front of him
Tackl'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with muscle and blood,
Boldly he ran and well,
Into the players,
Into Rieworldt
Ran the Ziebell.


Apologies to Alfred Lord Tennyson,

 

[GreatBradScott]

Apologies to Allen Ginsberg

I saw the best midfielders of my generation destroyed by Ziebell, squibbing hysterical broken

dragging themselves through the forward pocket looking for a single touch

Gives the 'Beat' in 'Beat Generation' a whole new meaning.

 

[scottywiper]

It's easy to grin,
When your ship's come in,
And you've got the Gold Coast beat,
But the man that's worthwhile,
Is the man who can smile,
When Jacks knocks him off of his feet.

 

[TennisPlayerAndy]

It's easy to grin,
When your ship's come in,
And you've got the Gold Coast beat,
But the man that's worthwhile,
Is the man who can smile,
When Jacks knocks him off of his feet.

Winner.

 

[Only Forwards]

His name Jack Ziebell
Number seven leads all day
Opponents fear him

 

[TennisPlayerAndy]

His name Jack Ziebell
Number seven leads all day
Opponents fear him

Hey Garth, that was a haiku.

 

[tazaa]

All right stop
Sit up and listen
Jack is back and looking for some redemption
Hes gonna crash the pack and hold the ball tightly
Kicking goals on the run daily and nightly
Will he ever stop?
Yo, I don't know
Get down to the Dome and he'll glow
To the extreme, theres no one he cant handle
He lights up the stage hes that quick like a vandal

and so on..

 

[ThePezDispenser]

17 kicks
10 handballs
6 tackles
1 goal

And 22 Geelong players amazed at how good he is!!

 

[sammie]

I'm a street walking cheetah
with a heart full of napalm
I'm a runaway son of the nuclear A-bomb
I am a world's forgotten boy
The one who searches and destroys


I admit, I haven't tried very hard with that, but it sounds a bit like Ziebs

 

[Old Skool]

Oh flundered gruntbuggly,
Thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits
On a lurgid bee
That mordiously hath bitled out
Its earted jurtles
Into a rancid festering
Now the jurpling slayjid agrocrustles
Are slurping hagrilly up the axlegrurts
And living glupules frart and slipulate
Like jowling meated liverslime
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes
And hooptiously drangle me
With crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or else I shall rend thee in the gobberwarts with Jack Ziebell
See if I don't

 

[Cold Gin]

Oh flundered gruntbuggly,
Thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits
On a lurgid bee
That mordiously hath bitled out
Its earted jurtles
Into a rancid festering
Now the jurpling slayjid agrocrustles
Are slurping hagrilly up the axlegrurts
And living glupules frart and slipulate
Like jowling meated liverslime
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes
And hooptiously drangle me
With crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or else I shall rend thee in the gobberwarts with Jack Ziebell
See if I don't

Vogon?

 

[Artichoke]

Goats are red, pornos are read.
Trombones are blue, and so is glue.

 

[muttley45]

not poetry but,
doomben races,today race 6 no 11 JACKS BACK,$26 fixed odds seemed quite topical and tasty,lazy $50 ew

 

[DarkPhoenix]

A true bastardisation of shakespeare:

But hard, what player through yonder opponent breaks?
It is the Ziebs, and of god he is the son.
Arise, fair son, and kill the envious dees,
Who are already sick and pale with fear
That thou, their direct opponent, art built more like a brick shit house than they.

 

[telemark]

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
Ziebell has weather’d every track, the prize we sought is won;
The flag is near, the siren I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck Nick Riewoldt lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

 

[Flawed Genius]

that is all.

Almost tears of joy when he put it through from the boundary and raised his arms to the crowd.

Yes Jack. You are God.

 

[Angus1]

That was just outstanding.
This will be the year that Jack Ziebell rises to the next level.

 

[trooroo4life]

Mancrush....

 

[Ghostwriter]

The last goal he kicked was Carey like.

 

[hundini]

The last goal he kicked was Carey like.

It reminded me of Wellsie's goal against Carlton to break their hearts all those years ago, from same position on the ground.

I missed church this morning to see this game, but still feel very holy after witnessing this display.

 

[DarkPhoenix]

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[Ghostwriter]

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Post of the year.