At Vodka Borsch and Tears. Guido cooked on this night. Missing link is Marco.

vs Platini
Won for the game (FF) The practice game 4-7
CB(1), DC(2), TH (Coach), TW(1), JH, AW, TK(Goalie Mom)

Hearing one and knowing ten, we are back in Wesley.

We are in a new division in the new season. The Div is called 2/3.
What is going on!!? I noticed that the world became a little crazier after the weekend…
However, there are lots of old best enemies to test out our new skills and new strategies which we gained in the man weekend (except brain memory)
Now we play smarter as a unit.

The first impression was the improvement of the pass works. I can see all of us are focusing on finding space, creating space, trusting the team more than before and positioning ourselves right way. As we often having the shots from far back of the penalty area, this new strategy is the way of the victory. We score goals because we have good fire power. But we understand that it is not good enough to win.

I witnessed that there are so many beautiful cross passes and quick one two passes. Some of them looked like a Toss juggling. It worked beautifully as you just felt or imagined. We had a great test run this night. The downside of the new style is “We are not used to run back to the defence position from this practice”.

We might need to add Aikido’s most deadly technique “The defence is to deflect the enemy’s power then create the chance to attack” + The second last person from back needs to position better to stop the counter attacks. I do not know how? This could be our next challenge.

My personal quest “Where is best table BBQ for Nannas?” still continue. We went to a Korean BBQ near Brown ally and Goldfinger. The striker loved the Soju and had a happy time.

Match report 12 August 2010

Nannas vs the other side(?)

CB, CG, DC, TK, TW, TH, AW. goals??? (sorry)

I’m in a haze of post nanna weekend. There was a (terrifying) flying fox. There was a fire. And a pig. There was some table tennis. There was some french toast. It was the best catered for weekend that one could dream. There was magic. And there were stains. Did it all really happen?

I believe it did happen, because I can’t remember anything of the game. The part of my brain normally assigned match memory, has instead been assigned basic motor skills, cleaning teeth and tying shoelaces.

The nannas were up 3-0 at half time. It was a physical game. Lots of pushing. Someone got a yellow card. Someone kicked a nice pass. Someone else got a yellow card. By game-end the entire nanna squad had a code violation. In classic nanna form, we stopped playing at half time and the opposition beat us 5-3.

Post game we drank at Meyers Place. They had no cabana platters. This topped off a dismal loss.

I’m on a horse.

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Anyway pretty much what happened was the coach said “dick slapper” where upon: Cocky did visual representation (including mouth), Chas and Jim had a ‘moment’, Tao looked on like he’d never heard the word before, Captain tried to smirk it out like he was above it all, Takeshi stared in wonder at the moment that Chas and Jim were having and the concept rang so true with Andy that he could not contain himself. Meanwhile the iPhone focused beautifully on the floor.

First geotag, dang
that is some next level shit…

*edit – ok captain we need to update the theme to one that supports geotagging, the nannas need that shit, this is where we go all AR on it’s arse…

this is a test

Nanna’s 7-4 Yeth

CG(G), TH, RH(1), JH(4), CB, TW(2)(MOM)

I looked up the meaning of Yeth and the following is what I found:

1.     Yeth
1. A synonym in the northeastern United States for marijuana, hash, and all drugs containing THC. Encompasses all types of marijuana; everything from shitty outdoors and beasters to potent strains. 2. To smoke marijuana.

1. Fuck… we’re all out of yeth. Does anyone want to match me on a slice?
2. Turn off the lights, turn on Pink Floyd, and let’s yeth a blunt.

2.     Yeth
The embellished version of saying “Yes”.

Also, how a person with a lisp might say “Yes”.

1. Yeth, you sure did the number on that mofo.

3.     Yeth
To masturbate furiously
Oh yeth!

1. I just yethed that motherfucker!

Not sure which one best describes the guys we played that night but it doesn’t really matter because the Nanna’s were on fire…. oh yeth we were. Some of the best passing across court I think I’ve seen the Nanna’s ever do and even when the pass wasn’t given there was nearly always someone there just in case it was needed. This wasn’t classic Nanna’s this was Nanna’s of new, champagne Nanna’s for our tenth almighty year.

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Nanna’s 6-1 VJFC
DC(2)(MOM), TH(GK)(MOM), CB, RH, AW, TW(2)(MOM)

The hat-rick of nights. It was a hat-rick as 3 Nanna’s scored 2 goals each and it was a hat-rick that 3 Nanna’s basked in the glory of the MOM and it was possibly a hat-rick that Chas chose yet another closed venue. Ok, the last one may have been the 4th or 5th time, I can’t remember. Ok all that stuff I just said was stretching a long bow but hey hard to top Tom’s rant.

When I arrived at the pits that night I noticed the only other team downstairs warming up were in their german uniforms and thought “shit I hope we’re not playing them as we could get done nice and hard like the socceroos did in the world cup”. As it turned out we did them nice and hard. It was Nanna gold that night. Coming together as a team to take down the enemy.

Special mention has to go out to Thos who only let one through, as well the defence that kept our goalie (in the waiting) out of harms way. The passing was exceptional and the control of the ball on the night was extraordinary. Great passes across goals that most of the time lead to points on the board.

I hope everyone is recording their favourite matches from the world cup and watching them before every game we play in the future as it certainly seems to help.

indeed, Old King Lions third set of balls were swinging with a pendulous grace. I would also add that the Urchins were displaying some very nice linkup work in the midfield, those weeks spent hunkered in the shadows of each others jockstraps shunning their brother nannas must have fostered a special understanding of each others bodily rhythms which they have brought back to the court of battle… ahem.. yes. It was also Jim’s birthday (and Rocket’s) but Jim was sick so he didin’t get his special present from the Nannas, which was a shame. It was Chassies turn to cook and he chose somewhere that was closed…again, so we went to Prudence and drank some watery piss coloured beer that Peter’s minions were trying to pass off as Kirin while discussing options for the Nan’s ten year anniversary hoody.

Nannas 6 vs V J F C 1
2 goals each to DC, TW, and RH (is this right?)
with TH(GK), CB and AW making just as valuable contributions

Time stamp this bitch with all the world cup shit that‘s happening cos Old King Lion went Portuguese on their North Korean arses.

Old King Lions ball’s were at home minding the children and Old King Lion’s other balls had hurt their ball back so Old King Lion’s third set of balls – who btw don’t get out that much, mostly just sitting around looking at the action the other ball sets are getting so that when they get the call they’re like; “wtf? I gotta balls on and be balls all of a sudden? I gotta work the semen up the cremaster to the vas deferens or some shit? I kinda remember how to do that. Where’s my other knee pad?” – had to step up. Well truth be told set of balls number 3 had it pretty easy, like being the balls in a banging a super hot lingerie model equation it wasn’t that hard to do – a lot of soft shots and easy smack downs. Set of balls number 3 liked what he saw on the field too, lots of hustle, lots of desire, lots of smooth flowing play. In fact it wasn’t only the balls in goals ballsing up, the whole fricken team was ballsing right up if you don’t mind sir – and read between the lines peoples (the lines in this case being the oppositions name which being as it was V J F C [acronymously Va Jina Fanny Crack])- and what do balls do when faced with such an entity? Why what is their very nature of course; the only thing they can do for it is a hard wired into the core of their being; THEY GET THEIR COARSE PUBICITY ALL UP IN THAT VAGINAL BUSINESS .Yeah that’s right balls right up in your face it aint pretty but it’s real.

How is the taste?

Silence…
Thanks Andy.

Nannas versus Annual
Result N 3: A 8
Attendees: AW, James, JH, TK, TH, TW

These have been strange times for the Nannas. Yes we have been under manned. Yes there is too much art going on for my liking (I especially dislike people who go to Sydney for some artsy fartsy something or other. Sydney? Jesus!) Yes there has been ring ins. Yes it is a new season. But, in spite of all of that the Nannas, on this evening at least, something was missing.
I think I noticed it when I scored my first goal. The ball went into the back of the net. There was silence from the opposition — to be expected. There was silence from our side too. I mean come on: it was a freaking great goal. I took the ball in mid court, shifted it onto to James, who shot it back to me as a ran on, leaving me one on one with the keeper — no contest.
But the signs were there earlier too. It was all about soft goals, soft goals, soft goals. Sure, the Annual usually deal in soft goals but on this night, soft turned to real soft, and as they scored again and again they just got softer and softer. Granted, they did have a new player, who was particularly skilled but we have faced off with far better equipped opponents than us before. We do it almost every week. But like NSW playing against the Maroons, we were always going to lose, we were always going to be a step, goal behind. Not a very happy statement but a true one.
Anyhow, I think I shall stop this lament now before I get real upset and start talking about how I miss my absent brothers in arms, and how I hate the bright lights of the beached capital of Australia, and how I hate passing years and their toil for not much reward, like any true Tiger, Carlton or Collingwood fan would know, and how the Nannas are still a strong beast if we could get some continuity and a structured game plan and a regular starting line-up but then I think that this is the beauty of the Nannas, that ugly multi-headed beast that has many sides and many personalities, which will fight and pull at each other as much as it will any opposition or ref, and how when that that mixture really becomes an amalgam of many but commensurate parts the Nannas can really play, and while some might say that the Nannas haven’t learnt much over the years and our style of play has become predictable and our opponents know only too well, I have to say that such a line is a travesty to all Nannas and I never said it, and if I did I recant.

Fairfax Theatre, Arts Centre May 20-29.
Review, Martin Ball

THEATRICAL props come in many shapes, but surely few are as intriguing as Mark Cuthbertson’s inflatable sea urchin. This curious object, symbolising a creature designed by nature to destroy intruders, is the eponymous inspiration for Urchin, the inaugural production by new company Encyclopaedia of Animals.

Urchin takes as its point of departure the idea that ”fear” lurks within us. Creators Christopher Brown and Rhian Hinkley explore the powerful motivations fear inspires through a series of increasingly bizarre scenarios. The piece meanders at times and never really arrives at a particular conclusion, but the dramatic journey results in stunning theatre.

Central to its success are the performances. David Tredinnick and Christopher Brown deftly build a texture of ironic commentary on desire, but it is Merfyn Owen who really shines, displaying virtuosic control of his oral delivery. From his initial snake oil spiel to his final embodiment as a Latin-singing shamanistic pastor, Owen is thoroughly mesmerising. Jethro Woodward’s intelligent soundscape complements with suave melodies and savage noises.

4 – 5 versus D W S Fc

CG (1)(mom), JH (1), AW, TW, TK, Jim (ring in), Dom (1) (ring in) own goal (1)

Soooooooo close. We played the top of the table, we were VERY undermaned. We were steeled for the game. Tao had to call up some ring ins and then me and Andy turned up out of the blue. At least we had two interchange players. It still did not change the fact that things were tough for the brown men of Melbourne.
It was the near cellar dwellar against the top of the table. You know the team the one with the guy with grey hair in it! As things turned out, our ring ins proved to have a few moves up their sleeves. They were good at holding the ball, and laying off a little love. As it turns out Jim was so taken by them he wanted to instate them into the brown fold. Luckily Andy swooped with the rule 12.2 that all Nana applications closed 10 years ago. Maybe Jim is just fishing for new meat. (sorry Chas)
We came out swinging adn got two quick goals that set them on their ass…..Then they came back to level at 2 all by half time. We were doing all right till now. The second half started and we were really flying. It was almost anti nanna behaviour. We quickly went one up when a gaolie trough baffled everybody and flew through the hands of their keeper, only to knock his left nut on the way through. Yes, cheers of badness from the ladies in the crowd. Then they got an own goal and we were really smiling. Perhaps, smiling too much!
There gun forward, (Who we found out later played outdoor for Australia at the last world cup!), pulled a move on Jim that will go down in his anals of history. He stripped the ball from Jim, pulled his pants down, and wacked his johnson on the way past, then he pulled a side step on another nanna and then slotted a top left corner killer. This set up a mini avalanche of three unanswered goals that realllllllly reallllllly hurt.
To make matters worse, dinner was postponed, through lack of browness….
So Close, so disappointing…..

For outstanding quality make your own ring flash with a hacksaw and a box cutter

1-3 Vs Esperanza
CB, CG(GK), TH, TK, AW, TW(1,MOM)

Giller turned up and the first thing he said was to get angry people. I took that thought to the field. Half way through the first half taking the ball down the line towards the goals I got a bit of a bump from the the Dolf and, due to his hight and girth, a little tap from him does feel like a tonne of bricks coming down you. The ball went out for a corner but I took offence and turned and gave him a bit of a shove. This set him off and the goalie came out to give me a bit of a shove and went on about how I had just ruined the special relationship our 2 teams have……… huh? Have I missed something. A yellow card was pulled out but none of us were sure if it was for me or for Dolf for his reaction to my shove. Needless to say I was sent of for the rest of that half and I sucked it up and went and apologised for my rotten behaviour. The ref, who wasn’t feeling the best with a bit of a cold shook his head at me wondering why I would take on the only guy out there that could snap any one of us like a twig. The Dolf.

In the second half I was on the sidelines, because I had been subbed off not for any other reason, and witnessed the dreadful site of Kondo’s face cushioning his fall as it hit the floor pretty hard. He and an opponent were fairly, I thought, contesting the ball and Kondo may or may not have got a bit of a shove. Kondo bravely got up ready to fight on but was quickly off the the side when we realised that he had in fact opened up a nice little gash just above his eye. On seeing this from a different angle to I the coach lost his mind and started yelling at the ref. This gave the coach a little time in the sin bin also.

I can’t actually remember when the goals were struck but I got the only for us and they scored a couple. And you know what that means. At least we kept it pretty tight on the night.

As most Nanna’s bailed on the cooking that night Tom and I took Kondo to emergency at the Alfred where they quickly had a look at him. Kondo in his rather gallant manner chose not to have stitches but just went with a nice tight dressing in the hope he might be left with a bit of a war wound to show off in later years.

Game: NANNAS vs Hyderoos

Lost 4:8

CB(1), DC(1), JH(1), CG, RH, TH, AW, TW(1), TK(g)(MOM)

We faced the Hyderoos this week and I am reporting about them again. Mmm.. We need good win against this team.
However, you remember their name, how they attack and how they defend themselves.

They have the good strategy to attack as two-man cell. the two men were often moving close enough to cover each other and scored quite few goals this night.
This worked well in their counter situations. I say their defense was deep so that they were sometime vulnerable for our quick solo attacks but kept their defense line at the back tight. We need some strategy to break through this.

Anyway, the game was conducted by the crazy 8 and I witnessed the beautiful long goals and the dribble goals.
I do not have best tactics to beat them but I bet you do. I have to say we will be a bit different next time.
here is the special mention for Gilla. Thanks for coming to see the game at the last minutes. It was great to spend time at Belgium beer cafe before the massive weekend.

…

I have an announcement that we have been fighting together almost last one decade and we had the celebration event 10th April 2010. (Wait the pictures to be uploaded)
Thank you very much my brother Nannas. We have fought together, challenged together, tried our best together to win the games. It is my honor to share these moments with you.

3-4 vs OzSpurs ?
DC(1,m), CB(1), AW(1), JH, TK(g)

What a great game. Some tired legs in the second half but a tight five that kept it freaking’ tight! The first half witnessed some of the most composed teamwork I’ve seen in a long time. The Nannas had clear positions, they held those positions and they shut down anything the opposition tried. There was fluid passing, back and across court which resulted in the first goal. The ball moving almost into a corner position before coming back to almost halfway for Chas who laid it into the path of Wal to thread the needle through at least 80% of the opposing team and into the goal. I’m not clear on how their goals came but there was some sloppy work in front of our own goal by the author and also once in particular by Jim which was unfortunately punished. Chas should have had a goal, he bloody deserved it for the run in, in fact it was so compelling he thought after the game that it actually was a goal. The author finally managed to put at one in and Chas did get one real-unimagined-version also. Jim should have scored about 3 if only his shots had been 20cm lower, the woodwork (well metal work) was not on his side either. But shit, what a great game, the tight five really does take the Nannas to a new level, positions, tactics, movement and passing… if only our fitness were up to it. of course the downside of the tight five is a tendency to bail on the after match function, thank god for the west side massive (i.e Jim and Takeshi) who took it to Prudence for a quite one. Super Props also go to Issy for supporting, strong work young man !

date stamp: ten days of hell for the Crooks/Ransoms following a bout of salmonella. brutal. Miri in hospital for 3 days, Rocket™ force weaned, El all scrawny and boney like bitzer maloney. Then Rocket™ and dad on a day trip to Sydney, 2 hours sleep, taxi, plane, train, boat, site visit and reverse… and not a winky time in site.

Match report 18 March 2010

Nannas vs The Annual

CB, DC, CG, JH, RH, TH, TW, AW(m)
Apologies, I’m unclear on the goals. But we won. Convincingly. Was it about 6- 3…?

This was one of THE best games I can remember in a long time. I don’t know how I stole the mom. I wanted to vote for all nannas. The team was playing like a well lubed machine.

All I can say to the opposition generally, is that I am sick of you all bringing your hot young girlfriends to watch the game. Time after time, you try and just fuck us up mentally. Thinking that the nannas are too old and too gay to be distracted by the other flesh. Well you are wrong. Your strategy is working. It’s upsetting me, and this time you pushed me too far.

On this occasion you bring along your Liv Tyler look alike, all pouting and panting by the side line. I am going to go all karate Chi inverse-energy style on you, using the rabbit-dodging-hyena move, and using your own strength and momentum, I am going to channel that fresh young thing on the sideline, and I am going to reverse fuck you. Me and Bernardo Bertulucci.

It was great to see the Captain back on the court, super fresh, and channelling his own demons into a positive strength. I had a great angle on a near-goal by Chas, who brought it down the line and popped it, unfortunately hitting the post. But so close. This was the only single moment I recall of the actual game. It was otherwise a blur of nanna jism.

It was a huge game. Personally I didn’t get sucked so far up the field, perhaps because I was hanging back for some quality time with Liv, but this paid off.

It was a hot and humid night. Post game we hit Brunswick st for some late night burgers. and then some pool.

Game: NANNAS vs Esperanza

Lost 1:4

DC, RH, TH, AW, TW(1), TK(MOM)

The night was started from watching a motivational video clip brought by the coach.

The video was probably created somewhere in Europe with a most deluxe TV show stage with many of frying cams.
There was a really toll man in black tuxedo at the middle of the big band, singing smooth and well. We were wondering who is the guy… then some one screamed “He must be Dolph Lundgren!”
Yes, Ivan Drago is now singer. I could not believe what I saw but I should have known that the Karate champion who entered MIT should be able to do other things. He is well known actor. of cource He can sing well and dance well.

What impressed me most was that he moved to the side of the stage in the middle of the show. then he started chopping wood plates and massive ice slates by his hand. Go Dolph! All of them are in the total choreographed way. Now I can believe he is Ivan Drago. Who else can chop the things without tools? Mmm.. his Karate chops shivers me.

I think the point is that we should play the game like “float like butterfly sting like bee” … may be no… it is from by Muhammad Ali…..
Well, we should have some accents or contrast in our show. We should try some innovative skills and tricky moves at the start then finishing off by the good old most reliable signature attacks. 　

Anyway, the game was against the Esperanza which is now our nemesis from the last division. Remember that we are getting better and better against this fast paced team. The special mention for the captain to sacrifice his leg to keep us brown. We will see the better result next time. It was a great goal TW. I liked the way he scored the goal real quick just after we lost a goal.

AW took us to the fancy Mexican bar in the city. Very tasty beers and nice food!

The one Andy forgot to post. Last time Andy, this is the last time.

Game: NANNAS vs Hyderoos

Lost 4:6

JH(1), CG(2), RH, TH, AW, TW, TK(1)(MOM)

Not one but two goalie goals. (quoting from funky nanna)
This happens so often recently. I have been wondering how we play our games?? Do we play some kind of new long range scoring soccer?
Are we trying to get some lucky goals? The answer is No…

It only happens when our dedication, the concentration and the pressure are grater than the opponent’s one. The energy suppresses the whole court and you feel the strong wind is blowing you from your back. We played the first half very well in Nannas way.

Good old Hyderoos which has been staying in this division is not ranked as low. They are tough and some of them have good foot skills to dominate the middle court. We challenged them the last half but the energy was not same as the first half.

You remember that we were fighting against them so many times at the time. We had good wins and bad loss. They have got a little better control this time but it would not be same in the next game. DWS Fc, The Annuals, Hyderoos are great measurement for our dedication and concentration.

Take a deep breath…hold the feeling… release it at the next game.

Game: Nannas Vs Ozspurs
Result: 1-4
Players: JH, CG(GK), RH(MOM), CB, AW, TH, TW 1(MOM)

Another hot wet night but not as sticky as the week beofre. While the Nannas didn’t play too badly the other team were not that much better but they were just that much better. This allowed them to get 3 goals up in the first half. Without a doubt we let them take us hard in the first half and it wasn’t till the second half that the Nanna’s stood up and started acting like real men.

The second half was much tighter and we managed to draw…….the second half. Of course this didn’t mean we drew the game. Our only goal came from a lovely throw from Giller to me and I took it nice and slow off my foot on the turn and managed to tap it past the goalie as he tried to rush me.

The Nanna’s kept their cool most of the time except for an incident that should remain unmentioned. There was also a moment when Hinkley had an AFL leap onto his back that could have turned into an all out brawl and nearly was except for the cool calming influence of the ref we have been blessed with this season. We must insist wherever we play in whatever division we must have him.