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MATCH REPORT 12/9/19

NANNAS vs BENS BABES

3 v 4

TH, CG, CB, EC, GM, SJG (MOM)

2,000 squeaks and blood blisters to prove it. A masculine badge of linoleum movements.

Nanna’s were all heart. Scrappy, passionate and poetic.

The other team, let’s call them The Others were economical with their defence and sexless with their attack, but like Germans their progress was methodical and inevitable.

They were younger than us, they were faster than us, they were stronger than us but we were honest, more heartfelt and sincere, but sincerity wins nothing and poetry in the gymnasium impresses less, its a game of numbers and grit.

Our trophy horse Brazilian Guido trotted, twirled and netted us some swift goals. He was unflappable.

Elliot ran with the skeleton of a teenager, his skin holding on as he darted like a weed into the Others field of orange shirts, thin, winding, inevitable and flowering into the net through his doggeded persistence.

Chris was like a funky lightning storm, capturing the flashing rain balls with his slap action defences.

I wanted to win for Coach

I felt that coach was my father

He felt everything, saw everything and knew our form missed the dynamo of connection.

We chased the game, she never came to our side, flirted with us like a summer flame but extinguished by our existential desperation.

But let’s talk about masculinity.

The fuel that dripped from The Others curly haired attacking midfielder.

Irritable and discontent from first whistle to sulked handshakes, earning a yellow card early and sat at a idling ‘strangle-you-to-death-in-a shallow-pool-of-your-own-blood’ mode for the entire match.

I had my own dance with a young fellow toe toucher and shoulder rubber. The referee bless him corrected our dance steps, sought to the tune of his repeated whistles and explanations of the rules in slow threatening tones.

We clawed back to 4-3 just before the end, and I think began to believe in ourselves. Located our weaknesses and knew our straight forward truths of the game.

We were men who had seen the world, raised children, grown flowers, buried our friends. We knew of life, and this was our strength, the foibles of youth weren’t in our loins no-longer, and we could see their awkward self expressions and need for society’s acceptance.

Their fatherhood had not come from the mountain.

We had touched the lightning, grown the child, felt the blood of a dark night and spoken to ghosts.

For a game is just a war without weapons, a schizophrenic poem of sport.

What better way to understand the game than seeing Australia’s greatest jazz pianist collapse his newest compositions in a Brunswick jazz club post match. A Sax player ripping the instrument apart, fragmenting the sound into pure physicality, beyond emotion, into swathes of colour and then just black waves moving into daylight.

MATCH REPORT – 14 Feb 2019 – VALENTINE’S DAY MASSACRE

ATT: CB, TW, DC(2), EC(1), CG (MOM), RH, AW (dining only) and JM

NANNAS 3 versus CHEFFY FC 5

 

It definitely wasn’t a massacre. We were in it up til the last second.  Well, pretty much.

We walked onto the court with the newest of all Nanna’s Jason Monty. And a fine pick up he was. Fast, turning nothing into something, nearly incredible, several times.

We started with purpose until a crossbar shot of theirs bounced off our good looking goalie and then went back into the goal. A disappointing beginning. Then they got another and then the Brown Men awoke. The  change up was immediate. We realised that Elliot was probably older than some of the other players. They had a forward who looked VERY young. Maybe 16, but of course was amazing. They obviously came down from first division and hadn’t played some one who had ever seen the 70’s.

They had INCREDIBLE turning ability and put it into play often. But that didn’t stop the Nanna’s from scragging our way back into the game. We came within a goal at the end and then they got their last and they drew away. But we kept the pressure on right up to the end. We were BROWN and PROUD. A lion would have roared somewhere in the world last night between 7:20pm and 8pm.

How was Tao’s anger you ask? First game back for 2 months? He was gentle like a catholic priest. As sweet as a mother in laws kiss. And demure as David Lee Roth. It was great to have him back on the hustle. No one has the hustle like the little feet of Weis. Cocky and Captain did their thang, . Chassy tried to impress Jason (sorry Jim) and Elliot played like a 29 year old. (First year Nanna’s TM) and scored! Oh, Dan got two. Pretty much….

Post match our numbers changed as Chassy ran off with Jason somewhere….and we were joined by the recently retired (for a year) Andy “The Greek” Wong. As MOM I took it apon myself to order for the boys at the local Vietnamese, Green Fields. I got a 7.

 

 

MATCH REPORT 2017_12_14

vs RMIT

2-5 Loss

RH (capt) , AW, TK, TH (1 goal),  CG (1 goal), TW

I got there really early thinking that it was a 8:20pm match. As the half time finished I was thinkning it was full time and that I had been abondoned by all the nannas. I was frantic. Walking around like a stunned funk apostle. It wasnt until Joel told me it was half time that I realised the Nannas would never let me down. THis was the last time Joel was nice to the nannas that night.

It was a weird night. All of a sudden Tao turns up like a legend even though he was dead for all money on the flurry. Always a nice surprise to see a sneaky nanna turnt up. We gathered before the match. INstead of passing the ball around, we collected in the goal mouth and talked tactics. We faced a team of 10 very fast kids all under 20. We were wide eyed with THE FEAR. Don’t run we were saying, pass it around, save our strength, get ready! Instead the Nannas came out of the blocks like Peter North after a run.

THe level of heat on the court was intense. The nannas were right up in their chris Grill. I have never seem such brown furvour for many a year. The whole team were on fire. Tom got the first with a parry, then I cracked a long bomb (first in a while). We were two nil up at half time. INSANE. One of the heaviest halves I’ve seen in brown. All I can say is that it was an old hairy David versus a very young Goliath.

Then Joel comes back into the story. Their keeper tries to stop a ball but slides over a meter out of bounds, handling the ball as their last player to goal. Clear penalty. We all yell at Joel, who is off on the side talking to his friend and he MISSES the WHOLE INCIDENT. He calls play on as he didn’t see it. We yell madly and play goes on for them to score a goal against the tide. And what an old tide it was.

Then they got another, and another and another annnnnnd another. Oh and one more. We were broken. NOT HAPPY JAN. But we were not done for yet. Whilst their guy with a head knott top bun thing was shifting his game up several levels, we still shut him down.

Then Thomas is in an altication. As he remembers it a guy was running blindly backward towards him. He crosses himself with his arms to protect his body / head from the impending clash of the titans. THen guy connects with the coach. He goes down. The Coach is intact and relaxed. The guy on the sideline tells Joel that Thomas shanked a guy, then Joel asks Tom to sub off or get a red card. The Coach chooses red.

THe nannas are down but not out. Whilst they shoot, we parry. They attack and we hold crazy firm. We cannot bridge the gap. It is a bridge too far. THe Nannas go down.

Post match the Nannas are in fine voice, After shaking with RMIT and congratulating them we let Joel know that definitely fucking a Nanna in Tasmania might get you a prison sentence, but doing it on the court in Brunswick apparantly aint no thang.

It turns out that Tom shook hands with Joel after the match proving to us all that a Nanna with a brown heart is a Nanna indeed. We changed outside in the cool night air. So unhappy. It was interesting to see Andy Wong, the coolest of all Nannas be as Angry as Tao has ever been.

Brown Fury.

Then we step to the new Joe’s. I foolishly say to Tom, WOW, its amazing that none of us Nannas ever get injured….. Within 5 minutes Rhian picks up Quad tightness. Just out of the blue.

It was not a brown night.

MATCH REPORT 040615

The Nannas versus RAINMEN FC

5                vs              4

CG(G), JH 3, DC 1, AW 1, RH, TW.

“Don’t call it a comeback, we’ve been here for years” LL Cool J

With seconds remaining Jim Hannan put the ball in the top left hand corner of the net. The same place that he put the ball in the FIRST 5  seconds of the game. Truly for me to be writing this report tonight feels like a hollow victory for getting the mom. Having my child along for the game and her voting had NOTHING to do with this. The night had everything. We were down 2 – 4 at half time and I could not see were the next few goals were going to come from. I even asked that of the proud brown men. THey took it as an insult despite the reverse psychology nature of the statement. Looks like the goals did come.

Andy Wong is experiencing a purple patch at the moment. From scoring his first ever hattrick last week (in front of his not too impressed son) and this week Andy ghosted in to goals as I threw a long ball and then Andy, like Fred Astaire, flicked a back heel to put it in the side netting! Incredible goal. This levelled the scores with 2 minutes to go. It really was INTENSE. Poppy was saying that is was actually quite scary. The INTENSITY.
Going back to the quote from Ladies Love Cool James, we, the Nannas, have seen this sort of hurdle before. We have felt that kind of heat before. We have juggled this weight of expectations before. We are brown and proud. We prevailed again.

Looks like we got a new A team peoples. I gotta say, Tao is finding an inner calm that could only be found in the anus of BUddha himself. Tonight Jim not only got his first ever hattrick, but took more hits than a German porn site. At one point he thought his knee exploded, but then bounced back, to take one on the ankle. Tears did not stop the man. Rhian who took the hits in the past weeks is in great form floating on the wing, drifting in and out of erotic consciousness. THen we have massive Cock(y)….. its good to have the man back. He has been wandering like a minstral, but is back to add a little focus up front. Then there is Andy…. like I said. Purple at the moment.

The korhian was a fitting finish to raise a glass and acknowledge an INCREDIBLE come from behind victory.

Stay BROWN men.

MATCH REPORT 10/10/13

Nannas 2 vs Spartans 5

TW, GF, JH (mom) 1, TK, CG (mom) 1, Arnaud,

There was a dead bird lying on the ground under the porch as we approached the Preston Girls High School. A pidgeon.

The Spartans were that, undermaned, lean and hungry. They came with a wry smile. We were thinking about the bird. The dead bird. We also had a frenchman among us, Arnaud. He was a friend of Takeshi and a great footballer. This seemed to be enough as we were sudddenly up 2 nil. Things were looking good, then all of a sudden, in the blink of an eye, they got a triple and we were scratching heads.

I got shitty with the ref as the gap got wider and we got a little out of touch as another goal became 5-2. That didn’t help. We fought on but they were rather good at holding onto the ball and won out convincing winners. We fought well, but they were all good, with two guys particularily good.

As we skulked outside, past the dead bird, a figure shuffled up. The lurking coach in the shadows. How long had he been there, no one really knew. He said he just turned up, but we couldn’t have been sure. He had a peaked cap that shielded his eyes.

He went off with Fraser and Tao in search of gravity as Jim and Takeshi went home.

MATCH REPORT 2012/11/1

The  Nannas vs Sth Melbourne afc

3.   –     4

DC1, RH, TW, TH. JH1, TK, CG mom1

A glorious performance rolls around in my head just like it was yesterday. As our seasons was on of the crapest and least brown, this was one of those games we really shoulda woulda win.

We applied the brown heat all night and even threatened an avalanche, BUT it was not to be.  Maybe it was the lack of the reach around, maybe it was the lack of the chassy in the map of Tassie move, or maybe it was the lack of  the extreme Greek. Whatever it was we fell just that little bit short.

The night was turned around by the loud call from JIM for KoRHIAN. There were groans but we all accepted the porking like men.

Lacking the cape we did what we had to and rounded off the night laughing like fools

 

 

MATCHREPORT 02102012

THE NANNAS    v    THE LEGACY

9      :        2

GF1, CG1, CB2, RH3, TW2

This was the night that Every nanna scored and we smashed them. It will go down in the annals as one of the brownest moments in Nanna history. We were only five men and it was a week we HAD to win to get in the finals.

All the cards were on the table and we knew exactly what we had to do.

To make things more beautiful it was a three way tie for mom!

 

MATCH REPORT 26072012

THE NANNAS v St KILDA

5    :      2

CG1, AW, TW1, TH, GF, JH1, CB1, RH1

 

The gaping eight. The nannas faced off against the top of the table and showed the lader just who the real contenders were. Eight brown men who passed the ball like it was on fire. Just the one touch, cross court, high lobs, headers, back heals. You name it the Nannas made it happen. All but the reach around got down for this game.

Admittedly st kilda missed a payer or two, but hell, we were missing Takeshi AND Crooked, did you hear us whinge? NO. We played foir the colour brown. The game was insanely good with the Nannas taking it to another brown level. Past light brown and straight to deep brown.

We love the nannas.

The nannas love to win again.

This was the night we touched the big brassy. Thats right it was the HYPNOTIC BRASS ENSEMBLE That DEMANDED our attention after the gig. A few nanna’s couldn’t make it but most found out that they had the one of the nights of their life. The eight brothers that played brass instruments were joined by a drummer and these guys dropped a super tight beat all night long. The nanna’s danced and laughed and danced again and realised that funky brass music might be their calling. At least I’m sure it was Guy who professed the deepest love and then as all the Nannas were rapping with gabriel the trumpet player he discovered how artistic all Aussies (and kiwis) were. Repping the goodness men! 

MATCH REPORT 120517

THE NANNAS vs

2                    :                    7

 

DC, AW, TW, TH, CG, TK, RH

We played these guys last week. Although last week we won the forfeit we chose to give these guys a little run around. Well. Last week it was a 7 – 1 loss. So if my maths is right it looks like last night was a bit of a win for the Nannas. Well done lads.

We made them look like a little bit of a bunch of idiots this week huh! We doubled our goal load on their asses!

We had a special coach last night. Someone who was coming off a little bit of a win for himself as well. Just a touch too tender to enter the battle field. Well his guidance was obviously a factor in our practical win.

All Nannas played with a pride and a fury that we come to expect from our boys. Dan was massive up front, Rhian was hard like a captain. Andy was a slippery greek as always. Tom had a slick look and a hard foot. Kondosan ran like a treadmill. Tao looked incredulous, often. I was there.

Still we are up high on the ladder, deny us that, THE ANNUAL!

Cooking was mine and I tried for a seven at the Burlesque Bar on Johnson St. Tao gave me one and everyone else looked embarrased. Chassy was missed, on the court and dancefloor. Luwow was underwhelming. Thank god we are not voting (except for Tao)

MATCH REPORT 120510

THE NANNAS vs NAMELESS BITCHESS

Forfeit – sweet brown victory

CG, RH, GF, DC, AW, TW, TH

I left Melbourne on Saturday morning at 6:45 am. it was sleetingly sad to leave but Brisvegas called. A man weekend with a difference. A footy trip. Three men, one game and 24 hours to do it. Walking off the plane at 9:30am the 20 degrees was to be the coldest point of the day. After a superfine breakfast and perhaps my fourth coffee of the day we rocked into the hotel room.

A minute nanna nap and we were off, to see Brisbane town. As it was by now 27 degrees, the volleys felt like Douglas Mawson had dressed me. I had to get some thongs. Luke and I took off the shoes and went looking for some thongs at the nearest chemist or even, god forbid, shoe store. Dan really wanted to just eat lunch, but we needed thongs. We walked and walked, we went through, malls, thorough museums, through amazing massive pools that were full of people swimming. Some, rather beautiful in their routine. Us, however, we kept walking. I think we did up to 12 kms though town and about 3 hours later we were happy and truely believed that we had seen, or rather felt the city.

Our walking took us to a park on Boundary Road that was an unofficial Aboriginal tent embassy of sorts. There was an enternal fire and sacred ground was all around. We stayed on the oval, with the fire and the day felt complete.

It was a good day.

Oh, there is also a massive phallic tower there that was built by STEPHAN, the towns most successful hairdresser, during EXPO 88. It is very funny, and bulbous. There are wack lights that flash at some times. Weird times. I heard from three different sources that the lights were to represent the arrival of huge ecstasy shipments, therefore it must be true right.

Collingwood won. 

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Nannas     v      VJFC

1                  v            5

 

GF (1), CG (M), TW, DC, AW, JH

 

It was a fine night, in the end. The game started off rather shaky with one of the least powerful flurries ever. The Nanna’s looked shaky, but still we formed as the brown cloud of respect that we do. I must say the VJFC were a good team, not only was the game hard, but it was fair, except for Jim who nearly went to court apparently.

The game was really an avalanche of pain for us. We got hammered all night. It was not  that pretty, until of course when there was about one minute to go. In a blur of passing fury the nannas moved the ball up to the only nanna who had the stones to put one in. It was the newly appointed Geezer, Ghee the whinging pommy bastard, the  maggot from the ol blighty, the queens servant, the earls court rat. Guy Fraser. As he kicked the goal, he also spat out a mouthfull of blood. He must have taken a hit somewhere, but it all happened in slow mo. It was memorable.

Afterwards things got crazy. When we hit Lou’s opening, the only thing I remember is that Kano was calling out, “Is that Z-Bug, Is that Z-Bug? He’s a legend.” To us he is just Andy, the greek defender, the one to always order another fried banana. The sneakiest of the nannas. For the cook Jim walked us down the classy alley towards the finest xiao long bao’s in town.

Xiao Long Bao – Shanghai Steamed Soup Dumplings



IF

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

MATCH REPORT 12/1/12

the Nannas v top of the table…
0. V. 5

Th, gf, cg, jh, rh, aw

Was not pretty…. As you can tell there were NO goals. Not much to say really. Let’s say that we held them to 5 goals…

Cooking was what it was about. We started at 4pm with golf then after Jim popped Tom by one and the captain drew with the goalie all bets were off. The we hit Taco truck, turned up after Carolyn Fraser but got served before her. Embarrassing , but a full show of respect! The game was next……nuff said….
Post match we hit Cherry bar and Saskwatcj did their thing. The Nannas did check the back room, with Deaf Lepard, Non Jovi, thin Dizzy and more….
Post cherry we hit Joomak – late night KoRhian respect.
An epic day……

MATCH REPORT 111006

The Nannas vs (The Dreaded) ANNUAL (Hampton Street FC)

0   v    3

CG, TH, DC, GF, TK, TW, JH

 

hang your heads low……

It was a totally impotent performance, admittedly their goalie stopped ALL our goals, but we didn’t have a lot of shots on target.

At least Guy was doing his part. We told him at the start to definitely use your secret weapon. Don’t let it go to waste. It is known on a few continents now, its – THE REACHAROUND. He was jostling with a man and slipped the reacharound on him and low and behold the guy just spooned back into Ghee. He smiled like he had prearranged the moment.

Ghee actually looked really freaked out, I mean even training on Jim there is a moducum of on court decorum, but this…this was a new one for Ghee. Ever the Nanna Ghee kept reaching until all were finished. 15 minutes later the game resumed.

They got the first with a soft effort from the incredibly good looking goalie. More crap mistakes resulted in their crap goals. Three in fact. There were no highlights at all for the Nannas this game. Nothing to speak of, in fact a bald game it was.

Cooking was in the capable hands of Mr WEIS, now the call was for Raphs burger oint, but it was sold out, he LUCKILY pulled a SASSY outta the bag! (oh and an esky full of votes….

 

 

 

 

It was a rather

MATCHREPORT 20110901

THE NANNAS v ALLENS FC

TK, TH, TW(MOM), CG(MOM), CB(1), JH(1), AW, DC(1, RED CARD)

3  :  1

I think we know what FC really stands for and because we are such gentlemen no one will make the Fucking Cunts reference. Well to be fair, it really was only one guy, and he knows who he is. The rest of the team were really lovely, no really lovely.

It was troubling to see Ghee’s face as he came back, finally after 32 years in England. The fury that he had to witness was heavy. His little brow had not seen that many folds in a long long time.

Enough about them, we smashed em! It doesn’t really matter about the red card, but it was good to see Bob back with the ref’s whistle in his mouth. I can tell you Tao’s but cheeks clenched immediately as he saw Bob. Those two HAVE HISTORY. But a joyous history and they embraced on the court like two old chess foes.

THEN THERE WAS TAKESHI’S.

What a night for Rhian to opt out with his “Friend from overseas”. We partied hard with our “friend from overseas” and showed him perhaps the greatest of all Nanna nights. Now as Tao alluded to, no-one thought about whipping one out, so the GREATEST night is still to be had.

 

MATCH REPORT 20110825

NANNAS V third street saints

7   :    1

TH, CG(mom), JH(mom), AW, TK, TW, DC, CB

Three main points surfaced after this game, Dan and Andy basically pashed at a restaurant. I am a 70’s vagina and the third thing was…………….oh its all such a haze. Maybe I should start at the beginning.

We faced some newbies. Its always a cherished moment to pop some teams cherries like you do the hope hopes and dreams of innocents. They still walked off the courts happily, but they realised they came up against an extremely skillful (old) opponent. We smashed them. However it should be pointed out that at half time the score was 2:1 in our favour.

It wasn’t until the second half that we found our rhythm. We were snapping passes like a dirty old man at the royal melbourne show. In fact the goals were so flowing that it seems like a Lionel Messi training drill in my mind. We just kept popping them in.

Let it be noted too that we had a new ref. This ref was great, young, but great, he took it seriously and made the game actually quite enjoyable. Then it was Chassy turn to cook.

Chassy took us to the swinging RICE QUEEN, where we were great by Ingrid busting out some sultry cocktail vocals accompanied by Olaf on keys and a cat on bass. It was quite a way to prepare for dinner. Obviously chassy had spent his afternoon blogging madly, but he came up trumps. Whilst the waiter was mildly insane, the food was ok and the tunes rolled all night.

Then there was the EDUMAME incident. Dan had turned his back only for a moment, and that was all it took for Andy to suck the beans out of his edumame pod and mistakenly throw the skin in the WRONG bowl. Then Dan reached in and sucked on Andy’s old bean, to then declare that he just sucked on a used skin. Andy may have well have spat in Dan’s mouth. He may well have licked the inside of Dan’s cheeks. He almost sucked on his tongue like a baby on a teat. As soon as the words fell out of Dan’s mouth, he realised he mistake. The truth was out and that jus made the realisation all the more funky. No wonder he made me take him out for a walk.

All that aside, the excitement is all about this week, as we have the return of REACHAROUND. All I can say is – beware any member of any opposition that play against the proud brown men. If you feel something reaching around, don’t look down, if you don’t see it happen, maybe it never did. Just like if Dan never mentioned about the Edumame, it would maybe have never happened.

MATCH REPORT 21072011

Nannas vs DWS

CG, CB1, TW1, DC,1 RH, JH, AW, TK, TH

3 v 3

Billed as the greatest draw in the history of brown. The nannas faced the old opponent (in all senses of the word). The DWS crew came bounding out of the gates, with a new recruit. Someone who was so good we won’t even use the word good. It doesnt come close to describing him. He was a latino I think, very good with his feet, able to turn at the blink of an eye. He cracked them into the lead with frightening precision.

The game was viewed by the Brown-Smith family and they provided us with great emotional support. Boy did we need it. I think the half time score was 3 -1 to them. We looked and felt shot, however, the resolve of the nannas is nothing if not INCREDIBLE. First Chris Brown stood up and scored then big Danny Crooks came and released, right in the goal mouth.

 

Seconds remained, the crowd was screaming, the sweat was streaming and they were pushing like freaks. The heat was on and the Nannas remained strong. Proud and brown.

Their big angry grey haired guy was pushing on a forward thrust and it was parried only to be accidentally pushed back in front of goal. The grey haired dude could have won the game but was busy yelling at his teammates. Let this be a lesson about NEVER yelling at your teammates.

I would have stopped his goal attempt anyway.

Then came the calamitous cook off from Cocky. Faced with the responsibility of cooking he then took a phone call and had t run away. The 0 he recieved was harsh, but that is what the Nannas are – harsh and brown.

I then took the reins and did a perfect 6 cook, that was judged unofficial.

MATCH REPORT 20110630

Nannas Vs Vagabundos

1    vs  4

CG, RH, TW (1), TK, AW, JH, CB

Coach TH

They behaved better this time. No crying and diving which last week would have SHAMED their family’s family’s. It was an embarrasing game to be a part of.

We walked away with trepidation at the next match the following week with them, thinking would it be worse, it couldn’t be, surely! AS things turned out it was better. The number of dives were down, they didn’t get as angry, however, a few of them would not shake hands after the game. That speaks volumes…..

This week began with a warm up game that our goalie took part in. In fact our goalie played WITH oz the ref, thinking all was tight. How wrong he was. AFter going down a goal early. Jim got a free kick and then slotted it through. The ref DISALLOWED the goal with the ghost of Pete Circuit freaking out! From there the game was emotionally lost. We held them to that single goal for a half. They had lots of shots but couldn’t penetrate.

The second half was fiery adn at one point it was 2:1 to them and we were coming. However, they got a few more and that kind of killed us off. It was a good performance by the Nannas. To hold that team was good. They make us play better. There was really some great defence shown. Great running and really tight pressure. We did lack on the shooting front, but hopefully Cocky will stop this “I’ve got a sore back” farce….

Then the night stepped up. Takeshi took us to a 24 hour KO – Rhian joint with no name and no address, just a hazey description of some chick who’d be there..she sounded hot.

We turned up, Jim got loose and started being inappropriate. He kept thinking he was playing soccer on the waitress and was like, “Guy Fraser’s allowed the reacharound, why not me?” Then he stood up on the table only to forget why he was there. It was a bit embarrasing for us all, but I think it reflected favourably on Takeshi’s votes. Jim apparently had the night of his life. Like he’d had before. and he WILL have again.

Maybe all Nannas can dress in plastic for the NEXT night of Jims life.

 

MATCH REPORT 20110602 part 4

Nannas v Pornstars 5:4 loss

TH(mom), CB 2(mom), CG gk(mom), JH 2(mom?), RH, TW, AW, DC (coach)

Like we are starting to live up to our stalinist paper doilie trademark and give a little communist respect to our little sham. OUt of the seven on field and eight brown men in total, 4 were judged to be the spokespeople of our generation. It is really only Cocky who will be able to tell us of the mathematical probability of all of us sharing best on ground.

The game was good, but as the result suggests, not great. WE were close but as one of them took a MONSTEROUS totally pussy (do I play for Italy) dive they got a penalty, in the end, it was this act of immorality that was the difference between the two teams. I hope that little man hasn’t slept a wink since then.

The team is still funkional but we do need a little something…..maybe a VICTORY! Where the fuck is it? What thefucks going on? Last season we couldn’t lose, save for the crap administration of the comp who kept trying to penalise us for being too fonky. (Not dissing the ref though!)

The new chapter of the brown machine is the cooking. I spent all day and most of the game FREAKING out about the cooking. I had to go super conservative and went with an old local. It was this which proved sound with the Nannas even if Chassy didn’t like me filling up his drink every ten minutes.

MATCH REPORT 20110505

The Nannas vs DWS

6 -4

TIght is right is a phrase oft used by brown men. And it was used again, it was used by the Nannas and it was used by our new cheerleader Marek. He was so hard about our win he had to leave early!

In fact the ref had to go up to him during the game and ask him to turn it down a little bit. I got to say though that his pompom work was nothing short of INCREDIBLE! Its like there is a factory in NZ pumping out amazing pompom action! He was top of his class for sure.

Back to the game. We were all kicked in the guts at the thought of having to change Jim’s over. Out with the old and in with the new. It was billed as his last ever game. All week we wept and cried and howled, but you know what – he didn’t even show up! What balls of steel.

Well, the game…..yes….IT was awesome! We were incredible. They had a crap goalie early and we took full advantage and slammed on 3 quick ones. Thanks god we did really because we only won by two!

The goals were wonderful as always with Andy sneaking one in Greek style – who would’ve thought!

Cooking afterwards was done by Andy and we all hit Fitzroy and got down to teh Middle Kingdom duck styles…. Tight work Wong…

MATCH REPORT 20110407

Semi Finals

Nannas v Pornstars

4 v 9

TW, AW, CG, RH, TK, TH, JH

Coaches CB (emergency) DC (no chance)

Disappointing is not the word, we could search for a phrase like gutted, or turkey slapped, but disappointing is not strong enough….

The week before we came up against the Pornstars and they just “couldn’t get it up”. The seemed to be a man down, boy was that right. There was this big guy who came up and said “I heard you took care of us”, I was like yeah, “You sucked our 8 goals”, then the guy was like….”Oh, I bet it’ll be different now that I’m playing” and then I was like (under my breath) “Yeah different, now your team will be uglier!”…

Well he was right, the difference he made was significant. We did better than they did. In fact a whole lot better than 8 -0. (losers).

The higlight of the night was night was not the soccer though…It was the SUPER funky KOrhian FRIED CHICKEN! DAMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmnnnnn.

Its like the loss was just an eventful evening to get us in the mood for the KOrhian.

The presence of Andy’s fan club was great as we all tried to show off to the kids, who apparantly had to put up with a shower of swearing from dad in the car as he took a wrong turn at Albuqueque….We live and learn……

MATCH REPORT 2011-03-24

NANNAS vs Pornstars

8  –  0

CG 1 (mom), RH 2, DC 1, AW 1, TW 1, TH  TK, JH, own goals 2

Pornstars – HA – top of the table – HA – we should make a new name for those guys  – how about LOSERS…that’d hurt em!

The nannas really turned on the charm last night. It was a near perfect game. We played like real professionals, like dudes who were good! We came up against the best and made them look C-rap.

First half was tight at just 2 – 0 and then we came out fighting! All I can say is that our goals were all pretty good, however mention needs to be made of Rhians “goal”

With a flurry of passes the ball got spat out to Rhian in front of an empty goal. He somehow managed to funble it and put it past the post he then saw his error and saved it just before it went over the line and then slowly but surely got back to bring the ball in front of the goal and then pop it in. All this time the defence were looking at him and in real time saying “Oh he can’t fuck this up, oh wait yes he has, but no wait, maybe not, no, actually I think he might kick a goal, yes it seems he will, oh my, he did, maybe we should have stopped him……”

The rest of the night the men folk stepped out to Cherry whilst there were a few headaches elsewhere…

Teh band SASKWATCH brought the funk and Takeshi invented a new dancestep, its called the “Watchmedancemothafuckaimhavingfun”

MATCH REPORT 11/11/10

PLATINI v NANNA

6 v 4

AW(mom), RH, AW, CD, JH, CB, TK, TH

It was remembrance day, a day observed in Commonweath countries to remember the members of the armed forces who died in the war on duty since world war one. It was on this day, the 11th of November, that marked the actual day on the date of 1918 that the official end of the war was formally ended by the German signing of the Armistice.

Generally it was recognised that it occurred on the 11th day at the 11th hour on the 11th month….

It seemed that the Nannas, all men of the Commonwealth, were stuck by the awe of the day. All it would seem except Takeshi Kondo. It was he, not of the Commonwealth that strived to be the difference. The difference against a team that was clearly (on the ladder) our inferior.

It was Rhian who lead our weeping, he drew us in and began with a hug to each of the Nannas, took us aside and pressed us to …..

MATCH REPORT 14/10/10

THE NANNAS V HYDEROOS

5       V       3

JH 1, CG 1 (MOM), DC 2, AW1, RH, TW, TH, CB

Perhaps one of the greatest EVER brown performances in the history of the Nanna. IT is not because it was a top of the table clash, and we smashed em. It was not because the girls are back exercising pre match. (maybe for Andy it is though!) It was not because we played with a $50,000 camera at the after match. It is not because it became Andy’s birthday at midnight that night whilst we were toasting the new shelves. IT is not because each Nanna played  out of their skin, no it was none of these.

The nanna’s were a unit a brown, tight, phenomenal force. At one point in the second half the Nanna’s actually controlled the ball with one touch passes for nearly 4 minutes. This devestating display never actually resulted in a  goal, but it did result in a BRAVE NEW WORLD. It resulted in a new phrase now uttered by brown men, a phrase that goes, “yes we can”. We will share it with Barack, as he now knows how we roll. IT was a period of the game where we basically played like men who had NO opposition.

Of course eventually the reality of the situation set in, we handed back the ball and came down to earth again. They got a goal an then we answered and then answered AGAIN! But I digress, lets go back to the start. Lets go back to when Andy WAS forty.

The game opened in fury, both sides pushed both sides were denied. It took one man, the oldest man available. IT was, I think, a flying side volley from Andy who was sitting so deep, you couldn’t even call it a greek move. Maybe we should settle on a Cypriot goal. It was an amazing goal, one that perhaps the crowds of Wesley may never see again.

The next goal was rather more shit, but we will take it. It was a goalie throw who’s their loser goalie fumbled it through the goal. Whatever it takes! We went into the half at 3:1 after Dan stood up and became a man (again).

We went into the half time reasonably cocky. Tom and I had our usual arguement about meeting / not meeting the keeper who comes out. But you will be happy to know we talked post match about this argument, and came to an agreement on the matter. But, beware the curse of the Nanna. Happy first half : Anally rearranged at the start of the second half.

Sometimes it is time to say enough is enough and this week the Nannas became a shade browner. THis is when we stood up and held onto the possession of the ball for what seemed like an eternity. We got one then they got two then we bitch slapped them down with the final goal that spoke of courage and determination.

Afterwards we took it to JOE’S, a Nanna favourite and it did us another fine service. Dan tempted us with talk of his new amazing shelves and boy, what shelves……Very man….

At about two minutes after midnight Andy told us of his birthday…..What right now Andy! ? YEs it was and he really wanted to go to the strippers around the corner from Dan’s studio. I mean who were we to say no to the birthday boy. In fact we said no, but the birthday boy went up all y himself. He keep talking about a disappointing ratio?????

MATCH report 071010

THE NANNAS versus ESPERANZA

2 v 6

CG (mom) AW, RH, JH 1, TW, CB 1, TH

Against our OLD foe, our arch rivals….the new nemesis….It was 1 ALL at the first half. Things were looking good. Admittedly I saved a couple, but we were thrusting and they were sweating…..

It was good to have the captain back, it had been a long absence for him and for the Nannas too. A rudderless course through the choppy waters of indoor pain. He looked lean and mean but like Thomas had gotten, he too was about to get a little bit older.

I was putting in pretty hard! But it was in good spirits. When the second half opened up so too did our goals that I was supposed to be defending! They slammed on a few quick one and made us look like we were all getting that little bit older and slower.

That said, we finished off with run in the legs and hope in the eyes.

Afterwards we learnt a VITAL lesson, don’t EVER hang out on the Southside. We tried to go to Red Bennies but the door bitch really was….

Thats why its called the Southside….

The look on Tao’s face as he drove off, so disgusted with me, but I have to say Tao, it was karma, meant to be….just as well the captain was not there to see another loss for the Brown Men

MATCH REPORT 230910

THE NANNAS vs GENESIS

2 v 7

AW(Mom) CG (Mom) TH, JH, Guido, TW, ???any more???

My memory of this one is fading…..and fading fast….We were spanked really, and spanked by a team that WE spanked the week before. (Which Dan will attest to SOON). We had a ring in, we were the tight six and yet, nothing went right.

I can’t even remember who got the goals. At least we had the good ref there….Speaking of the good ref, I’m sure he wished me well for the up coming grand final. Infact I am sure he did. And I am alos sure that at drinks afterwards around the corner on Jim’s behest, Andy laid down a bet that – he bet $10 that Colling wood would lose the grand final. The one thing I am unsure of if there was any mention of odds.

As it tuned out the Grand Final was initially played between Collingwood and St Kilda and it resulted in a DRAW – it was insane. I woke up Sunday morning with a pulsing ulcer in my mouth, a testement to the stress and anxiety that ravaged my body that week.

The next week was equally tense, with no nannas game in sight we forged forward through the dirty week of a BYE (never to be mentioned out loud) and found ourselves at another grand final – you wouldn’t read about it.

COLLINGWOOD were undoubtedly the greatest team ever to touch the turf as they bitch slapped the life out of St Kilda. Heath Shaw’s save and Alan Didak’s goal and subsequent shimmy still find me hard today!

As the final siren blared my ulcer subsided and life turned a shade of amazing!

I even got a nice text from Tom at the end of it all…………….

MATCHREPORT 20100513

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…..

MATCH REPORT 29/1/10

Game: NANNAS v’s THE (dirty) ANNUAL

Result 5 : 6

TEAM: JH 1, CG 2(mom), AW 1, RH 1,CB, TK.

An absolute tragedy of Greek proportions!!!

The faced off with the Christians they were so sweet. They got the first goal with a corner becomes a header affair, which sucks…..Then we slammed them with not one but two goalie goals. That usually shuts them up!!
And shut them up it did. Actually I should take you back to the start when the Captain gave us a rousing speak about composure against the Annual, that’s their secret he mused….they thrive in chaos. Like a butterfly flapping its wings on the sideline we began.
The game was TOTALLY on our terms. At the start of the second half they equalised again as we let our guard down. But through some golden greek moves from Andy “8.22” Wong we stretched clear again.
Five minutes to go and two goals clear…….Looking good. But then the winds of change blew at us like a MASSIVE butterfly with wings like a god damn sailboat. Both of their goals were arsey deflections…..They drew level and then reached into their christian asses for some more deflection shizzen! Oh it really bought us down…..7 seconds to go……
The pain does not lessen with pharmaceutical assistance…..
Rhian cooked at the Riverside….we booked an act for the Nanna ball there. the crazy office crew!

MATCH REPORT 14/1/10

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GAME Nannas versus Vagabundo Del Prias
RESULT n 1 : v d p 9
PLAYERS CG (mom), JH 1, TK, AW, RH

What a game of two halves. Firstly we were pretty surprised that the actual school had been opened for us. That was a good start. We were the tight five, infact we will probably be now known as the tightish five.
The first half was a relatively good one. It finished at 1:1. They got a cheeky one and then Jim was given a penalty, which he slammed past their keeper. At the change over we were realitively positive. The night was actually quite warm and as it turned out our run was stiffled by this heat. The second half was a victory to the nannas in that they didn’t get 10 goals against us. There were accusations that there was a “little” bit of anger directed AMONGST the team. I MIGHT has been a LITTLE bit responsible, but they still voted me as the MOM, so I couldn’t have been that bad. It must have been Jim.
The Nannas were really good in the first half and kudos goes out to them for that.
The night was turned on its head with the cookin though…
the Nannas went to the HUTONG DUMPLING Palace!!! Who ever thought that you could get a pork dumpling that had beef soup IN the dumpling!!!!!!!!!!!!INSANE!!!!!!!!!!
The Bamboos rocked a fine set afterwards at the Uptown Jazz cafe!

match report 091029 pt 3

3-1 loss VS Esperanza
TH, RH, CB(1), DC, CG (GK MOM), JH, AW, TW(MOM), TK(MOM)

The third also rhymes with a turd. How many times should we talk about this pussy loss.  We are playing these jokers this thursday night and let me say the Nannas were scared of the Aryan Giant.

Who would be scared of a massive built 8 foot tall blonde guy. He’s a blonde guy for christ sake. He is too busy remembering to breath let alone plotting your death!

There team came out hard and it seemed we all spat out our viagra within the first minute. If this happens again nannas I will play naked!

You are warned! This week harden the F*ck up!

Rhian will be cooking so stay hungry.

MATCH REPORT 090813

NANNAS VERSUS LAS CHIVAS (SEMI FINAL)

0 – 11

CG (MOM), TK, RH, AW, JH, DAN (RING IN)

The day the Nannas got a ring in for the finals. And we rightfully got slapped. This was perhaps a YELLOW point in the Nannas history. I know we are breeding and getting old and all that. BUT……

People tried to say that we played better than the 10 – 0 loss…interesting concept. Admittedly Las Chivas are pretty good, so lets just say that we held them to 11 goals. Jim at least tried to get into their heads (not beds) with some heavy pschological work, and the dude just replied with several very hard goals. Nice try Jimbob.

Thanks to Dan for being the man, those who weren’t brown enough for the gig must look at themselves in the mirror – day after day……If your excuse was cool, then cool…

The food after was Jim’s call and we flipped westside for some Ethiopian…it helped with the pain of rejection and disability.

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MATCH REPORT 090730

10 – 0 Loss to LAS CHIVAS

DC RH(MOM) JH(MOM) TW CG(MOM) TH(MOM) AW

It really was not pretty, no aspect of the game was good. The nannas were pretty bad. Everyone played like those Las Chivas fools wanted us to. Come this week when we employ the GUY FRASER emotional reacharound!!

We will be squeezing their oranges and making enough juice to swim to the winners podium. Las Chivas will have to change their name to Las Chicas after we finish with them!!

Start growing some respect men, it is only four days away! Time to shine!

The night did get better, at perhaps the true club house of the nannas “Supper Inn”. Every single time, those kids make the same goodness, so dependibly, so porkily!

ReSPect

BUSHFIRE RELIEF TOURNAMENT 020509

THE NANNAS verus the REST OF THE WORLD

Results: unimportant…

CG; TW; TK; RH; CB; JH; DC; TH

The Nannas walked very tall this day. Who said that the nannas don’t put in for others.  This was an indoor tournament that hand selected the best teams from each division. Of course the Nannas had to be there.

The teams were all MUCH MUCH more, shall we say, competant than the brown brothers of soul. The nannas never dropped their heads.

Much commendation must be heaped on our cheerleaders as well. There was a massive squad of brown believers. They cheered with such vigour that we believed what they were saying and it drove the nannas on to greater heights than they had even risen before.

Of all the games we played (3) we drew the first, lost the second 2 – 0 and then lost the last 4 – 2. These results cannot be relayed as to how well. we did. The second game, against a team NO NAME were rated as the competition”s best. To only lose 2-0 is incredible!!

The last game we played against our old nemessis “THE BULLS” the team made up of referees and people who had represented their country at indoor. Once again the Nannas shinned. I don’t know how brown can shine, but we rubbed it so hard we did.

Hopefully the nannas can take this form with them into the rest of the season…..

INAUGURAL TABLE TENNIS CHAMPIONSHIP NANNA DIVISION

Andy Wong grabbed the bar and took that m.f. up to the top floor of the Eureka Tower, then he got a whole lot of sticky tape and stuck it on the roof. Now I’m not sure if anyone else can even reach the bar.

What started out as a harmless bye has been transformed into a potential monthly (every bye) event for the nannas.

We all floated up to the front desk and got our tables. Two, right next to each other (well booked Andy), the vision we beheld we ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE!! Picture about 40 tables all crammed in close together, and nearly all of them totally full. People were going really hard, smacking the ball, uttering small cries, and even some load yells. Behind the table tennis tables, but still in the same hall were two massive groups of Karate Schools. More crazy noise was coming out of here as well.

Thomas had earlier done a draw, so every thing was ready…(for Thomas to collate some stats)…Balls were polished, bats were sized up and the games began.

Incredible table tennis was played, Dan Crooks had the sneaky serve from hell. Jim used his big wind up arms to good use. Thomas had shot of the night, and Andy the organiser nearly pulled Jims pants down.

The Funky Nanna took out the inaugural Brown moment with a clean sheet.

This was only the beggining of the night, as Andy Wong then announced that we would be off to the Supper Inn. On the way we asked Andy what time he booked. Oh my God, he said, I never thought……… Well, we were not happy, as we walked to the restaurant, the City looked jam packed we thought there might be a special code violation Jim could enact on Andy, when we were forced to wait in a queue.

When we got to the Supper Inn, THERE WAS NO QUEUE, in fact the stairwell was TOTALLY empty. Dan took out the camera to record the moment. Andy’s night was SAVED! to perhaps become one of the greatest Brown nights of all.

There was a small matter of Jim declaring himself the new captain, but we’d best leave that “in the closet”.

MATCHREPORT 090409

Nannas verses Los Pitufos

6 : 8

TH 3, TW 1, CG 1, TK, JH 1Guido

The nanna’s were down and needed a fillin. In comes the brazilian. Jim was at one point happy to hear we were getting a brazilian but I had to break it to him. Not that kind Jim…….

Whoever we played were good. They pressed us and pressed us. But at half time it was 6:6 and we were in it with a chance. Alas they powered on right past us…..

Jim still wished we really did get a brazilian each. Instead Kondo treated us to  a very hairy dinner at a swinging Japanese joint down in deeeeeeep south town. Across the road from Glicks we gathered, all told our bagel stories, and got down to the japanese that promised so much.

And boy it hit the spot. Many thanks Kondo!!! Also Tao had a little anouncement to make as well. Maybe I will leave the suspense for his report!

MATCH REPORT 020409

Nannas vs The Dirty Waffles

2 : 2

TH(1), CG (1), TW, TK, AW, CB, JH

This was a very tough match. We faced off. Still with the bitter taste in our mouth of the random violence of the last time we met (chassY). We all eyeballed the big guy you tried to kill chassy with a knife last time. This time he turned out to be a good guy. It was another one of them. A geezer – one who looked at  TAO  and thought – here we go. Despite the madness no cards were shown. Despite Tao giving it his best, there was no reprimand. Also the mad told the ref that if he didn’t pull Tao up he’d punch him in the face –  still no card.

So I started to slash car tyres – still no card, Andy was eating Greek food on court – no card, Kondo was doing a nudie run – cardless, Tom was singing the Carlton theme song – unbelievably no card, Jim simulated goodtimes on a picture of chassy on his mobile – no card, Chassy showering on court – no card, but Jim showed something
Basically the dirty waffles owned us. The first half I think we entered our forward half twice. They peppered away so much I had a sneezing fit. They ended up the half with two goals – not bad nannas considering.

The ne4xt half the Nannas did a lot better. Tommy toe touching a killer and a long bomb goalie style firming the pudding.

The hand shake at the end was funny with lots of look aways and lots of grumbling, but what is sport without sweat, grunting and attitude.

The post match was hosted by Tommy “lets go to the Rooftop” Howie. We arrived (after a pussy car park) with the bouncer almost suggesting there was no room. With Tom eyeballing a massive violation we made it. We had a good view and Kondo told of his plans for this thursday – YUM!!

MATCH REPORT 301008

Nannas versus Vagabundos Da Praia

6   :   6

DC, CB, RH, JH, CG, TW, TH

MOM: CG & JH

BY the skin of your teeth nannas, by the skin of your teeth.

Vagabundos Da Praia  have been a team that in the past the nannas have owned mentally. This time they bought in the Aryan Nation man…..he had a weapon. I’m not talking about anything insidious – I’m talking about his right foot. (probably his left as well) He was really the difference. Never spotted before, and hopefully never again.

About from him, the nannas would have ruled supreme…..like an Iron chef up against a kid making mud pies.

The goals were shared around, but the Nannas were not the menace that they were in the start of the season.

The game is a bit of a blur, but as we walked off the ref said “good game”. Mamoud is a man of few words, so when he drops a pearl, put it on your necklace…
I believe there was a first as well during the MOM voting. Chris “vodaphone” brown busted a very cheeky move, or was the fault on the part of Dan “musical cock chairs” Crooks? Almost a code vialation, but who do we give it to?

MATCH REPORT 28/8/08

Nanna’s v XXXX

4 : 3

TW, DC, CB, RH, TH, AW, JH, CG

MOM: CG

Bitch slapped em!! It was the old Italian guy who’d we all seen around the traps for years –  worried, we were!! He had the foot skills of a thai hooker, the face of a wind ravaged cliff and the snarl of a bengal tiger.

Rhian kept pointing at him and ducking his head, a small child he seemed. Dan Crooks didn’t like the looks of him either and he joined Rhian in the feotal ground position, spooning each other for reasurance.

It looked really dodgey until chris Brown walked in with a really “heterosexual” handlebar mustouche. That lightened the mood up a little.

It was a light game. We came back several times to level and then we pulled ahead, right at the end. We seemed in for a tight last two minutes, when they decided that the 4:3 score line was too heavy to deal with and they actually stopped looking a the ball.  It was quite an anticlimax to the tension that we dealt with for 34 minutes.

Everyone played well. Rhain and Dan asked me not to mention the spooning.

MATCHREPORT 07/08/08 + impromptu

NANNA’S Versus Los Pitufos

4 : 1

DC(2), JH (1), TW (1), AW, CG, TH.

MOM: JH / CG

One of the Browner games for a VERY long time! Infact, one of the Browner Thursdays for a very long time.  We began the game with a VERY tight six but finished the night with a VERY loose six!

The defensive heat the Nannas turned up was frightening, I’m still trying to comb down my chest hair after witnessing it first hand.

It must be noted that the maggoty new ref from last week continued his insanity by making up rules and awarding a penalty against the goalie for a perceived handball….Penalty saved – ref looked stupid.

It really was tightest I have ever seen the back half, they had very few shots.

Another note must be made to Jim’s blobbling, juggling, run down the wing with a deft flick to Dan to complete an attractive thang!

more notes must be made at the Nannas sunny disposition. Everyone was happy smiling and sweet.

And then came the IMPROMPTU. Post game resembled a slick operation….none of this Silly south side folly, they headed straight for the Supper Inn. With a booking under their belt, they pushed past the line on the door and straight to PORK town.

What went down next was greasy, spicey, sexy, beery, peppery, and very fried (expect that flounder!)

Dan became Nanna of Nannas with his selfless gesture…..

The only disappointment must be the pinnie parlour on Bourke Street that had two out of possible six DAYTONAS working…..not cool.

MATCH REPORT 010508

Nannas v S & P

3 – 5

CG(1), JH(1), DC(1), AW, TK

MOM CG

I think a few nannas went into this game with a “put us down a grade” mantra repeating in their heads. This did not reflect, for a second, in our performance, but it was there, hidding in their minds.

There is still fun in defeat and I think last night we experienced that “fun”. We came off the courts with a smile….knowing we could have won, we had a chance, we came back from a long way down and touched them….but then they touched us again!

The Nannas account was opened for the NINTH SEASON by the goalie, it was agricultural but we’ll take it. At half time we were 3 – 1 down, and the mantra was silently resonating. However, a Nanna never says “stop whipping me bitch” so the Nannas put on a hustling display that would have made a sheep dog hard! They didn’t get in any shots for ages, all the while Jim sneaked in a cheaky monkey corner in off type thang. Then Dan ripped a beast from the east….3 all!!!

See how close we came!! With about 4 minutes to go we could taste it… Then they got two quick ones…ah what could we do. We saw the top of the mountain, but just couldn’t make it there…

Still the NANNAS that where brown enough to make it did VERY well!! Hoild your heads up high brown men!

Hopefully next week, we might get some subs!