The inexplicable explanation of why Football is Australia’s number one game!
May 16th 2008 03:13
Suddenly I fully understand the mass appeal of Soccer. I was ridiculed by my mates for daring to put Sydney in my top 8. Fifth in fact. I admit West Coast to finish third is looking increasingly unlikely but at present my prediction for the Swannies is looking good. The style they play is well documented, and so is Geelong’s. The two played on the weekend in a classic, something of a regularity for the men from the Harbour City. A high scoring team versus a low scoring side, both with great defences, both full of premiership players. After the Barry Hall media indulgence of the week, any footy would have been a relief, but the corker the two served up Saturday in Geelong was fantastic!
30 minutes of footy, one goal, about a million tackles. There are few greater sights than a power forward on the rampage such as a Fevola, a Brown, a Pavlich or the soon to be best player in the competition, Buddy Franklin. But the third quarter at Kardinia Park on Saturday was not far from the equal. Intense footy is enthralling and all consuming. You almost don’t want a goal to be scored because you know the longer the game goes without a goal, the more chance the roof of the new stand will come crashing down in scenes reminiscent of the rapture, assuming those in hoops are responsible for the two fingered salute. The cathartics of such a scenario are undoubtedly at the heart of the world game and its mass appeal but the fans of it that don’t know or appreciate Australia’s indigenous game are missing out.
For all the skill and pressure in the World Game, the individual flair, the incredible skill, Aussie Rules has all of it but you can throw into that combination the intense physical aspect that was so evident in the third quarter on Saturday. It ended with the Cats finishing off in the style that they have displayed so consistently of late, running away with it, largely thanks to one more episode of G. Ablett brilliance, a game that ranks as the best ever game as far as the modern day mark sheet is concerned, and thus all Geelong supporters, most football supporters, and most certainly any Supercoach competitor who had the shrewdness to put Gazza as captain.
30 minutes of footy, one goal, about a million tackles. There are few greater sights than a power forward on the rampage such as a Fevola, a Brown, a Pavlich or the soon to be best player in the competition, Buddy Franklin. But the third quarter at Kardinia Park on Saturday was not far from the equal. Intense footy is enthralling and all consuming. You almost don’t want a goal to be scored because you know the longer the game goes without a goal, the more chance the roof of the new stand will come crashing down in scenes reminiscent of the rapture, assuming those in hoops are responsible for the two fingered salute. The cathartics of such a scenario are undoubtedly at the heart of the world game and its mass appeal but the fans of it that don’t know or appreciate Australia’s indigenous game are missing out.
For all the skill and pressure in the World Game, the individual flair, the incredible skill, Aussie Rules has all of it but you can throw into that combination the intense physical aspect that was so evident in the third quarter on Saturday. It ended with the Cats finishing off in the style that they have displayed so consistently of late, running away with it, largely thanks to one more episode of G. Ablett brilliance, a game that ranks as the best ever game as far as the modern day mark sheet is concerned, and thus all Geelong supporters, most football supporters, and most certainly any Supercoach competitor who had the shrewdness to put Gazza as captain.
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