Rushton Park Country Carnival 24th August 2013


At the time of writing it is Monday evening and the fog has started to clear from a weekend that could only be described as Jurassic Park’s finest hour at the big dance. Although there will probably never be enough liver tone shots produced to repair the damage done on Saturday night, the game face was well and truly on during the carnival and the Dino’s walked away with a clean sweep….a bit more on that later.

The morning of Saturday 24th August was a cracker and by 7.22am we were impressively rolling out of the estate without the usual flurry of phone calls from late arrivals. A man dressed in a dinosaur ones-ie with a go-pro camera on his head was at the wheel, what could go wrong?. There were a few calls to be made however….Diesel was meeting us at the ground (tick), PD was not coming due to the birth of his little dinosaur during the week (the clubs third bub and keeping going the tradition of a baby a year…big up PD and we’ll ask all the appropriate questions that got left unsaid on Sat, around the fire on Thursday) and then the bombshell…Darren ‘Wangerneen, Tripod, “the sneak” Gittos would not be making it back from Melbourne. A quick look into a few boys eyes at this news, sent a shiver down the spine and we went into player counselling sessions immediately…’it was nobodies fault and the infamous coaches curse had not struck down another, it was all about petrol tickets and Gitts simply had none left’ was the line we went with but without any real understanding of why our emergency coach would not be by our side. At that juncture coach Hall handed me a bacon and egg mac muffin burger and things were looking up…or so I thought.

After an hour or so of taking the piss out of each other (but mostly Reever), we were at Rushton Park in Mandurah and ready to rumble. A pleasant surprise was getting our own change rooms which probably reflects the points we have built up in the Masters in three short seasons. We assessed the updated running sheets and found that the Wheatbelt Boomers had pulled out of the carnival so we were up against a hand picked presidents team in the last….wow, we thought, we really have been elevated in this league as one of the heavy hitters. Players busied themselves with the regulation strappings and layers of tiger balm followed by layers of Denco-rub then kicked the dew off the oval in readiness for our first game at 9.30am. My own thoughts turned south as stall 3 in our change rooms got the first of many visits for the day and it wasn’t until after game 2 and I had read all the graffiti on the walls and even added a bit of my own, that my thoughts turned back to that earlier mac muffin burger and I realised that I had most likely become the first victim of the Pest on tour (add alchemist to his CV)….perhaps some kind of diuretic between the egg and the bacon….the result was more giggles during a screening of Schindler’s List than between games for #23.


Game One : 9.30am vs Busso

The siren had gone for the start of play and Busselton were nowhere to be seen. A few minutes later they came running onto the ground and Reever, still dressed in his Dinosaur costume, threw the ball up and it was on like Donkey Kong. St Jones lead and goaled within the first couple of minutes and then clunked a dew covered contested mark like Stewy Lowe in his hey day for another major. The half finished with another 3 goals (2 from Mike Grieve), Hutto nearly snapped himself in half doing a Lee Mathews impersonation by ploughing into the goal post and we had a commanding lead against a side we had never beaten. The second half saw Busso challenge as we knew they would but we ran the game out well with a comfy 9.5 vs 3.5 win, Ace helping himself to a couple of sausage rolls. A brilliant start to the carnival by Jonah, Juice, Camo, Fanta, Rowey, Deano, Hunts, Gunja and Grievesy.


Healz had driven to the game with is two little fellas and set them up on the sidelines with an esky full of drinks and food and spent $10 on a baby sitter in the form of a packet of toy soldiers. As dad went about dismantling the opposition, the Heal boys conducted themselves like little champs…great effort by Dad and kids to make it happen. A new career in childcare may await Jason….a crèche with MMA fighting rather than Giggle and Hoot on the big screen may appeal to a section of the market who believe kids are growing up soft and without independent thought….sign the Keech kids up.


Game Two : 11.30am vs Collie

In game two, we are up against another side that towelled us up during the year but this time they got us at home so things were personal. The fast start of the first game was in full swing again and one of our proven ball winners in Hutto shut down any movement forward. From that point it was over to Deano, Juice and the crew up forward to dominate the game with Camo kicking another 4 to take a strangle hold on the Coleman for the day. The score at the end was 10.5 vs 3.3 with Juice kicking goal of the tourney halfway through the 2nd half and Nico and Fosil both having shots at goal and giving off goal assists. Best: Ace, Juice, Deano, Rowey, Hutto, Fanta, Gunja, and Hunts


During lunch our first paid player, David ‘La Oust’ Haoust and Captain Muzz rolled into the ground and look surprisingly well for a couple of dudes who had lived high on the hog for 3 days in Melbourne….welcome back boys.


Game Three : 1.30pm vs President’s Team

On the main oval now and the word had got around that the boys in tangerine were the ones to watch. This contest was a complete dismantling of the opposition and the game never really got above ¾ pace. Ace continued on his merry way, Kingy started using Muzz as a step ladder and must have been spewing his services weren’t there all carnival, Haousty and Muzz both got on the score board and had the coach wondering what might have been, and the Juice/Deano/Rowey show rolled on. 9.4 vs 2.1


Doolz farmed himself out for yet another game, taking his tally to 5 for the tourney and even then he was still looking for a whistle to do some umpiring…the greatest footy tart the club has ever seen and a man that belies his 50 years. So with coach Hall’s unbeaten record at carnivals in 2013 still in tact it was back to the change rooms for a rinse and to the bar for a well deserved sip and to talk some trash. The Melb boys had a little pantomime going during presentations with Muzz teasing that he had home sickness, next thing Craig was standing on a milk crate and yelling out to the crowd (and the crowd yelling back for him to ‘stand up’) our best players…Ace – BOG with 10 goals and the carni coleman, Juice and Dean with medals and entry into the All Star team, Rowey with the cup that never runs dry for a brilliant three game effort and Corey for a cracking whole hearted display. Other noteables were Fanta, Gunja, Hutto and Jonah.


We loaded onto the bus and within an hour we were at The Alderney and doing bombies in the pool. 7.30pm rolled around and everyone was well and truly on the tooth so it was off to the Chinese soup kitchen where we were greeted like family and fed like kings. The flounder slapping showed signs of getting a little tired and we will probably turn things upside down next year and go for a new restaurant after 3 great years at the Han Palace. From this point the crew started to disappear into the night with a bit of irish dancing at Finnegans’s and the Fosil signing autographs as punters got him confused with his brother from another mother in George Clooney. Home time was beckoning for a few of boys but not our coach… he might have had blocked sinuses all week but as the AM came calling, he had built up a head of steam and was snorting like Puff The Magic Dragon…there was nothing to do but hang on for the ride. After countless stiff drinks we landed at the casino and even James Packer will still be celebrating our visit (mug punters the lot)….at this point the coach was now known as Rodger and the Hall/Haoust show was open for business with one new friend commenting, “I have heard some shit spoken in my day but you two boys would have to take the cake”. Eventually we landed back to the hotel to collect our senses.


After a coffee or two we loaded onto the bus and dragged our weary bums home to the southwest, taxed but with an inner glow that comes from knowing you gave your best and put in until you had no more to put…..and shared some experiences with a group of guys you’ve spent the last 6 months getting to either know better or know for the first time. A fitting end to a year that delivered on every level….until next year boys (if you don’t count the end of year dinner, end of year trip and Day 1 of the first Test at the WACA…probably catch up for the grandy too yeah???…..sorry girls).



Dinos Rushton Park Aug 2013



Dalyellup Dinosaurs vs Margaret River Hawks 10-8-13

Dalyellup Dinosaurs vs Margaret River Hawks 10-8-13

So the last game of the year rolls around and we’re at home vs one of the most consistent teams in the comp in Margaret River but a team that has not travelled particularly well over the years. Well, our Dino hospitality at the Pav must be getting out there because they arrived to a blustery Jurassic Park with a full contingent of players. Our ranks were equally impressive with half a doz + warriors on the bench and ready to do battle.

Nev (Cam Sutherland) Welsh had been at it again and the padding was on the goal posts and the ground marked up by the time crew started arriving for the big game. The grass was left a little long as word from stand in coach Dags Gittos was that they had a few heavy footed players and a thicker thatch might just give us the edge we needed. This attention to detail was to be the theme of Tripod’s coaching effort for the day. His board was marked up, the changes rehearsed and a pre-game speech from Alan Jeans written up and then delivered in a narrative style tone that had me wanting sit on the ground cross legged and hear the next chapter.

Mike Grieve purchased a ball that morning which had come out of a factory that had stamped ‘adult size’ on the kiddies balls in an effort to increase profits. This unusually undersized ball was used in our warm up and was another little advantage the Dino’s took into the match before the ball had even been bounced.

The Dino’s won the toss and kicked with a slight wind assistance. Squares filled in for Simba as umpire and the opening stanza mirrored a couple of prize fighters testing each other out without anyone landing any decisive blows. The second quarter saw Gittos make the big move of Hutton from the unfamiliar forward line, back into half back. Margs looked to step it up with the breeze and found The Hall Wall (or on the day,The Gittos Gate) was shut with Hutto, The Blanket, a sick Doona, Dools and one of the original backline greats in Whitey repelling everything. Jonah was also switched from half back to full fwd and with Georgey Nichols back in Dino den, chaos reigned for Margs in front of the big sticks with Georgey laying a heavy hit on another yellow jumper and letting him know all about it.

The second half rolled out with more changes and experiments left right and centre including Keech to CHF on remote control from Jonah (couple of the instructions were ‘go left’, ‘go right’, ‘stop talking to your opponent and face the ball’), Blanket in the guts, Fos in quick bursts in the ruck with Earl Gray and Gunja keeping everyone guessing to where the taps where going, Juice/Deano/Bask and Oggy delivering into the fwd line and the backmen continuing their job from the second quarter.

The way it rolled out…….

3.3 vs 3.2

3.2 vs 4.2

4.1 vs 2.2

4.3 vs 3.2

Dinos 14.9 vs 12.8

Notables: Jonah (4.2), Juice, Deano, Gunja, Hutton, Keech (2.0)

The show afterwards went very well with chips and beef rolls proving a very handy combo and more guys being involved with putting together the day than we have ever had. Thanks to Bask and his little lady Stacey/Earl/Fanta/Conforti/Reever/Macca in the kitchen and providing the crock pot/slow cookers. Big up to Fos for getting the buns and chips, Bask for picking up the drinks, Mikey G for grabbing a new ball, Ace for his usual work on the mic after the game and to Gits for a top job in the coaching box. Aside from his groundsman duties, Nev again had an impact by opening up for us and helping a few of the boys with the cleanup.

Financially we covered the beers after the game, the prizes for best on ground for each team, a new ball for the game and we still came out $100 in front so all in all it was a good day both on and off the track and we look ahead to some of the headline dates in the Dino calendar in the Mandurah Carnival, our players and partners dinner and the end of season trip.

Training will continue at the shed until the gas runs out in the new heater or we decide that spring has sprung and its time to pack the footy away.





After our meeting last night we have set dates for the following events that are on the calendar for the remainder of the year (some dates are TBC due to venues);

PERTH CARNIVAL – Saturday August 24th (Bus Trip leaving Jurassic Park approx 7.30am as our 1st game is 9.30am)

DINOSAURS END OF SEASON WIND UP – Saturday September 14th @ Bunbury Rowing Club (venue TBC) & all other details will be announced closer to event

END OF SEASON TRIP – Friday October 25th – Sunday October 27th Bus Trip to Walpole (Full details will be confirmed closer to the date)

DINOSAURS X’MAS PARTY – Saturday December 7th @ Dalyellup Lake Park starting midday