Bon and the Chief

[Horace]

For what it is worth, I spotted Bon and the Chief having lunch together today in Errol Street. Both looking very relaxed and confident.

Good omen for tomorrow perhaps?

 

[Mr Reliable]

What were they having, Horace? Did either of them have a beer or glass of wine to accompany the meal?

 

[ApplecrossWC]

What was the chief dressed in? What sort of shoes was he wearing?

 

[Mr. Blonde]

Did their meals get to the table at the same time, or did one of them have that 2 minute uncomfortable wait until the others meal arrived?

 

[NMFC Est 1869]

For what it is worth, I spotted Bon and the Chief having lunch together today in Errol Street. Both looking very relaxed and confident.

Good omen for tomorrow perhaps?

Why was he lunching with Jason Dunstall!?!?!!?

 

[snrub]

I'm very concerned about this rift with Darren Crocker.

 

[Horace]

Now these are tricky questions to answer. As one of the older posters on this board, having lunch with four former work colleagues, all now retired and also all of whom have similar coloured hair to me as well as not much of it, sitting with my back turned to Bon and the Chief, it is difficult to do too much gawking without looking a complete dawk.

Nevertheless I can report that as best I could see neither had a glass of beer or wine. The Chief was having one of those gourmet rolls that are allegedly healthier than the very nice parma that I was tucking into, while Bon needed a knife and fork to devour his meal.

Bon was wearing his North Melbourne track suit top and shorts, very neat and tidy, while the Chief was a picture of sartorial splendour, dressed in slacks and shirt. Never got a look at the shoes.

Indeed every time I see the Chief these days he is impeccably dressed and looks chock full of confidence. My personal theory on this goes back to that day when he confidently asserted to the TV cameras that there was nothing wrong with Corey Jones, just at the precise moment when Corey limped by on crutches in the background. I think the Chief having got away with that manoeuvre, feels he can tackle anything these days.

And yes I do believe that one meal was delivered ahead of the other, though whether they went through the awkward two minute wait I cannot be sure.

NMFC the Chief is our Chief of Football, not Jason Dunstall.

As to the alleged rift with Darren Crocker, I can only say that Bon and the Chief looked to be on very good terms with themselves so I can only assume that they feel they have the upper hand in any such rift.

I must add that there was a third person at the table, whose face I never saw. His role remains a mystery.

This brings me to a very important matter being the dilemma I found myself faced with at this chance lunchtime meeting. Just what is the correct etiquette in these circumstances?

Should I have walked over to their table, introduced myself as a North Melbourne man, wished them all the best for tomorrow and then added a bit of coaching advice?

Or should I have done what I did do, being to observe as much as I could as surreptitiously as I could from approximately 3 tables away?

 

[Ted]

I must add that there was a third person at the table, whose face I never saw. His role remains a mystery.

It was Shane O'Bree. They were nutting out the deal for him to take over as senior coach in two years at which time Scott will become director of football.

 

[71011]

Funny about that, I saw the same pair having lunch at a caffe on Errol St last Monday whilst the Cats & Hawks were playing.
They must enjoy each others company.

 

[MaccaRoo]

Funny about that, I saw the same pair having lunch at a caffe on Errol St last Monday whilst the Cats & Hawks were playing.
They must enjoy each others company.

Not that there is anything wrong with that!

 

[71011]

No, of course not!
Let's just hope it's succesful relationship, Footy wise!

 

[Twinkletoes]

I must add that there was a third person at the table, whose face I never saw. His role remains a mystery.

The faceless man who'd been posting from Video Ezy Altona perhaps? The plot thickens.

 

[Horace]

The faceless man who'd been posting from Video Ezy Altona perhaps? The plot thickens.

You might be on to something here T'toes. He certainly looked a bit older than either Bon or the Chief and I definitely gained the distinct impression that he wasn't the type who would tolerate some young bloke looking over his shoulder at what he was doing.

 

[The Other Dean]

Funny about that, I saw the same pair having lunch at a caffe on Errol St last Monday whilst the Cats & Hawks were playing.
They must enjoy each others company.

Not that there is anything wrong with that!

Mystery solved.

Third person must have been Fruity.

 

[The Other Dean]

You might be on to something here T'toes. He certainly looked a bit older than either Bon or the Chief and I definitely gained the distinct impression that he wasn't the type who would tolerate some young bloke looking over his shoulder at what he was doing.

Don't listen to him, TT. The way he casually dropped in the reference to a third person makes me think they may have already got to him.

Say nothing more. Log off immediately. Go straight to the airport and get a flight to Madagascar. Book into room 305 at the Antananarivo Hilton under the name "Magnus Opus". I'll contact you in exactly two weeks time.

(Actually, he probably just heard that. Damn. These guys are slick.)

 

[Horace]

Don't listen to him, TT. The way he casually dropped in the reference to a third person makes me think they may have already got to him.

Say nothing more. Log off immediately. Go straight to the airport and get a flight to Madagascar. Book into room 305 at the Antananarivo Hilton under the name "Magnus Opus". I'll contact you in exactly two weeks time.

(Actually, he probably just heard that. Damn. These guys are slick.)

I'll pretend I never read this.

Also I forgot to mention that the mystery man was wearing a thick black overcoat and wearing dark glasses. Kinda out of place at that hour of the day I suppose, but I was too focussed on my personal dilemma to worry about minor things like that.

 

[Twinkletoes]

Don't listen to him, TT. The way he casually dropped in the reference to a third person makes me think they may have already got to him.

Say nothing more. Log off immediately. Go straight to the airport and get a flight to Madagascar. Book into room 305 at the Antananarivo Hilton under the name "Magnus Opus". I'll contact you in exactly two weeks time.

(Actually, he probably just heard that. Damn. These guys are slick.)

Trust no one! I hear ye yah

 

[Arden]

I'm guessing it was Bon's shout?