Kim Jong may have been priming his first intercontinental ballistic missile over the weekend in Nth Korea but our own explosive little package Kev Jong Pears was getting set to roll out his cannons in his big mile stone ‘50 games’ game. This package of goal kicking fury inspired a few words on his work at Jurassic Park over the past 7 years.
Our mate, Kev Jong
A frustrated goal sneak when at Kelly Park
Released forward in Masters, kicks like a dart
When I say dart, I mean just that
Never over 25m and rarely hit flat
In 2015 he stepped up as our Prez
Ruled with an iron fist, we did what he says !
Spreadsheets were flying, this man was on song
Such a stranglehold on power, we now call him Kev Jong
His Doggies are up and just knocked over my roos
If we picked our team on humility, he’d be playing the 2s
Although not the dimensions of a modern AFL player
As a clubman and pisshead, he’s a legendary stayer.
The excitement was too much for many crew close to Kev Jong with Mocha and Coach Candy Crush retreating to Coral Bay and Muzz, Mill and Hoost escaping the cold Pavilion for the warmth of Melbourne.
Under grey North Korean like skies, Busselton had come a bit light (18 players) and we had 20 so young Ads Grieve donned the black and white and prepared to take on his tangerine mentors. Barbs took the reins for the day and swung a surprise move with Juice playing off the half back which he quickly turned into a goal kicking position much to his fellow backmens’ surprise (well, ok maybe not). The moves didn’t stop there with Botty placed in the defensive goal square and Pearsy in the middle. At the end of the first stanza, we were slightly in front but given we had use of the breeze, it didn’t appear we were going to have it all our own way (especially if Wal continued enjoying stinging his old mate Donk with incorrect disposal…hot or what umpy ?!!) . Kingy was up to his old tricks again and had extended his run of singles to 9 before a mark of the day, back with the flight catch sparked a golden streak of 3 majors to complete a solid day. The back men were making it hard for the opposition with Botty putting on a kicking clinic, Pots and Fanta reading the play as they do and Condo enjoying a tackle or three. The instructions from one of our generals (Hoggs) to another down back was to keep the bark up and Pothole came to the party in spades. He was heard shouting after another Dinosaur goal, ‘Have ya got a heart beat Dinos ?’ and has probably given the first Dino spray for not celebrating hard enough.
Meanwhile up the other end, the forwards in Shredder, Kingy, Anzac, Kevy Jong and crew were enjoying the silver service being offered by a band of operators in the middle. Splinter, Mang/Capt Jack, Griever, Macca, Barbs and Fish provided an engine room that meant the Maggies where always chasing tail. The combination of all 3 lines playing their part for 4 quarters saw most of us get a few kicks and enjoy the day.
We sang the song with Kev in the middle and celebrated an 8 goal victory which was our first ever run away win against the competitive Busso boys. It was a 9/10 performance and probably best summed up by Brook Kelly (Leo’s son) – ‘’Well played boys, today we got Dino – Tuned’
Bottles of wine : Kev and Wal
Special mention – Juice, Pothole, Greiver, Shredder, Botty, Splinter, Kingy (3 goals)
Big up to Wal for umpiring and Mike ‘Dr No’ Grieve for kicking the line marking machine into gear prior to the game. The burgers and chips went down beautifully and Rebecca Matthews worked through the night of a range of soups while her husband was celebrating the end of the financial year with his fellow spreadsheet warriors out on the town. Well done Gunja for jumping off early and sorting the admin before the presentations and for bringing down the wood for the fire. Unfortunately for those that love smoke in their eyes, it was non carbon emitting Darlik taking the points as the numbers huddled around each showed on the night.
Next game in Collie so keep ya leg warmers on boys !!!