Things the Hawks supporters can do during September:

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- Find a brain for Campbell Brown
- Talk up how good they think theyre going to be next year
- Make a list of excuses for their pathetic showing this season
- Watch real clubs compete in finals

Better check the definition of "compete"...
 
Dawks supporter come with the same boring comeback, lol, sore losers.. embarrassing on all levels..So called tough club, can't take it when they get hurt. Hypocrites..

Your club seem to be the sore loser specialists.

the words "well played hawthorn, you were the better team on the day and deserved to win the 2008 grand final" weren't uttered by many cats players, coaches, officials or supporters...

Can you please show where on big footy you've conveyed similar sentiments???
 

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Just so you know, that's a picture. I laugh at footage like this. Hawks seem upset for some reason.


You laugh at guys getting injured. Well doesn't that make you a low life piece of crap. Guess you were rolling around in stitches when Mr Hunt did his knee.
 
Watch Carlton and Essendon get flogged in the first week of the finals ? And then the resulting debate about whether their finals appearance was a "false dawn" and their supporters arguing with each other over whether they should have actually missed the finals to get an earlier draft pick.
Watch Geelong lose their first final and any hope they have of achieving "redemption" for 2008 ?
Watch Collingwood get beaten in another GF ?

Any/all of these scenarios would be pretty entertaining and very enjoyable.
 
What? All I see is peepoopeepoopeepoopeepoopeepoopeepoopeepoopeepoopeepoopeepoopeepoopeepoopeepoopeepoopeepoo...



It must be the WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMBULANCE!


There are people you can speak to to help you get over your human defecation obsession.
 

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Imagine GF day around at Jeff Kenett's place. All the boys are there, Jeff swtiches on the big plasma, uncorks a few chardonnays and the siren goes for the kick off. Jeff turns to his players (after one too many already, Felicity is looking anxious in the kitchen) and says (in that nasally twang), "Gee you blokes, you shoulda been out there today, if it wasn't for (insert litany of Kenett excuses, moans and outrages) you'd be out there today. Bloody AFL, Demetriou, the MRP, Mike Sheehan, Gary Ablett...grumble grumble..." Jeff reaches for his glass, knocks it over and spills wine all over the chaise lounge. Felicity, responding to the sound with cat-like reflexes, comes running in with another glass...Crawford goes to the toilet, again. Daniel Chick's crashed the party. He follows Crawf out, mumbling in excited tones about feeling really good, wanting to play again next year. Stuart Dew just laughs and has another pastry. "Good tucker" he mumbles to Felicity, who blushes. Leon Davis kicks another goal and Jeff reacts angrily, switching off the plasma. The boys groan, knowing what's coming next.
"Righto you blokes, up the park for a bit of kick to kick."
They all put their beers down and wearily head out the door, except for Crawf and Chick, who can't be found.
 
Imagine GF day around at Jeff Kenett's place. All the boys are there, Jeff swtiches on the big plasma, uncorks a few chardonnays and the siren goes for the kick off. Jeff turns to his players (after one too many already, Felicity is looking anxious in the kitchen) and says (in that nasally twang), "Gee you blokes, you shoulda been out there today, if it wasn't for (insert litany of Kenett excuses, moans and outrages) you'd be out there today. Bloody AFL, Demetriou, the MRP, Mike Sheehan, Gary Ablett...grumble grumble..." Jeff reaches for his glass, knocks it over and spills wine all over the chaise lounge. Felicity, responding to the sound with cat-like reflexes, comes running in with another glass...Crawford goes to the toilet, again. Daniel Chick's crashed the party. He follows Crawf out, mumbling in excited tones about feeling really good, wanting to play again next year. Stuart Dew just laughs and has another pastry. "Good tucker" he mumbles to Felicity, who blushes. Leon Davis kicks another goal and Jeff reacts angrily, switching off the plasma. The boys groan, knowing what's coming next.
"Righto you blokes, up the park for a bit of kick to kick."
They all put their beers down and wearily head out the door, except for Crawf and Chick, who can't be found.

That's pretty much how it will happen, except it will be Chapman kicking all the goals. :thumbsu:
 

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