spring/summer 06 stats rev 1.0

That’s right nannas, the stats have been controversially revised. After some painstaking forensic work by D’Coq and the Coach new evidence was unearthed which has given us a much clearer picture of the season. There are still some minor niggling inconsistencies but they are not crucial in the final order of things.

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a brief summary:

The Majors:
Crooks takes the award for most committed nanna with 13 appearances
Brown takes the award for most MOM votes over the season with 53
Crooks takes the Striker trophy with a total of 22 goals

The Minors:
most on-field appearances 12 – shared by Brown, Crooks, Hannan and Wong
Most MOM awards 4 – shared by Brown and Crooks
Most MOM votes in a single game 10 – shared by Brown and Crooks
Best MOM vote average 4.5 – Gill
Most goals scored in a single game 5 – Shared by Brown, Crooks and Weis
Best goal average 1.85 – Crooks

for full stats: nannas-stats-season00-06-07.pdf
for all the graphs: nannas-graphs-season00-06-07.pdf

A decision still has to be made regarding Wals flagrant disregard of the Nanna code in not posting a single report after taking home the MOM twice, a possible 15 MOM votes may yet be deducted by upper management…

The forensics team would also like to point out the importance of full and accurate stats in match reporting.

brown and proud.
ps. Kudos to the captain for the initial compilation upon which this revision is based

When Nannas Wear Clothes

Sometimes the schoolchildren write to me and they say: ‘The Nannas are obviously a bunch of well turned out blokes, who have the best strip in the competition, right from the artistically designed and metaphorically loaded top down to the scientifically advanced sweat emulsifying socks, and they wear it with pride because they know that to be dressed as a team is to play as a team, but what do the Nannas wear when they are not in carving shit up on the soccer field?’ I will tell you what we wear. We wear our off field uniform. See:

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Yes, even the shorts are the same, and they both wear brown y-fronts with gold trim specially produced for us by Jockey. Only the captain is allowed to vary in this off field uniform by way of wearing a blue striped bed cover over his head (see background). I hope this answers the children’s questions. BTW Chas, I have worked it out. If pus comes out it’s a pimple, if Claire won’t kiss you it is a coldsore.

070301 – Children of the Fricken Corn

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Holy shit! We look like we are about to take up axe handles, pitchforks and gasoline torches, and head on into a convent to do Satan’s work. Look at Wal and Chas for Christ’s sake, are they not eyeball eating twins from some Stephen King novel. Gill is like, ‘sure I’ve killed a hundred children, and i will kill a hundred more whatever’. Even Nice Guy Hannan looks like he is only smiling because he is having a footbath in babies blood or something. Cocky and Tao look like they want to hurt someone real bad. Kondo is a dimension of pure evil hidden in the darkness, and Rhian looks an angry extra from Watership Down.

Match Report 070302

6-3 vs Jossie’s Giants [MacRobertson]
CB 3, DC 3, TW, RH, AW, TK, CG, JH, TH(coach)
MOM CB

It looked for a minute like we could be down to five players with Gilly and Tao having health issues and Wal silent in the flurry. However it was a fine brown team of eight plus one coach Thermos that sauntered into MacRobertsons Girls College to fulfil their destiny last evening.

An early goal from CB put us one up in the first quarter. This was equalised fairly soon after and it looked like a possible Nanna’s apple crumble. DC let one fly and we pushed in front to 2-1.

There was a fair amount of argy-bargy from the other team which pleasingly resulted in several free kicks to the Nannas.

TH firmly reminded the Nannas at half-time that if he said we were in D then thats where we should be. Consequently the defensive play in the third quarter was particularly good. DC and CB struck gold several more times earning themselves a hattrick each respectively and a double-hattrick for Northcote.

The opposition managed to score a couple of bananas and it would have been more if it were not for some excellent saves by CG.

A pleasing result and well-deserved.

Post-match at the Railway and Hinkley produced the stats in graph format to a chorus of oohs and aahs from the impressed Nannas. See below.

Le Coque takes the triple crown

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Image links to full stats
For the first time in Nanna history the triple crown has been taken, Most Games, Most Goals, Most Mom. Nanna upper management salutes the worthy winner, and takes time to reflect on a season that took the Nannas to Glory. Onward proud men, to “A” division and beyond, somewhere in the greek alphabet possibly, or even Roman numerals.

MATCH REPORT 070222

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Forfeit

Playing: RH, DC, AW, TW, TK
MOM TK

This is the controversial. Even the Harcourt does not turn up for a game against us now. What does this mean?? As the legendary striker says that you must not despise opponent’s ability and be confident in your own superiority, this word appears as winning without fighting?? Hope for the best and prepare for the worst?? Next game will tell me the answer.

I do not think that even sharpest Nannas noticed what I was thinking the night. Open up a beer and look back on the night. Explaining the feeling is most difficult thing for me but I will try it to find where I am.

It was like having nice meal at a pub and reasonably getting satisfied – a little bit – (never be satisfied too much) as your appetite have become normal. There is a happy lady group drinking behind you. They must be having good time as the most beautiful summer evening which does not seem ending long long time.

There was a dog between the 2 groups and the dog tried to tell me something. All of a sudden, the small dog silently pissed on my uniform bag and made the night almost unforgivable. But look! The owner, she was actually more than cute and sexy + my type, apologized three times and touch my shoulder few times. Mmm.. What does this meeeeeeean!!!

Let’s go to the pub after the next game to find out more.

MATCH REPORT 070201

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Vs crystal clear water cocksuckers
DC 2, JH 1, AW, TW, TK
MOM TK

Hail the kings! The striker has become 34 years old. Waiting for him in front of the strip bar near the Richmond station for 5 minutes, the king of the striker on the Thursday arrived with the golden brown uniform and talked about “What is like being 34” in his car. He says it is definitely not like young 33 year old punk. It is more like the mid thirties. Ahh.. we are now climbing up the highest moment of the life……

Ok, the game started with a cheeky goal from opponent and the striker paid back 2 goals quickly. This is the way the king lives. The devitalizing third goal from Jim essentially ended the first half silently.

Even the tight five gave them enough pressures, the opponent focused better at the last half and firing good shoots. I stopped few and missed some. Haaa… They even scored to own goal and the game has ended 4-4. out of control.. bring goggle nannas next game.. I will bring flash B… Ahh… if my legs were log enough as thefunkynanna, I could stop more gials whenever I want etc.

We finished the night near the beach and had the best burgers in the town with the corona beers as Andy suggested. Thanks for finding the lemons for the coronas Tao! I admire the men who can not drink corona without lemon. It is a memorable night with the nice sea breeze and the fun casual talk re the future life with the king of the striker as the evening goes on for the age of the empire…

MATCH REPORT 070208

2-2 – Thursday Knights – MacRob
TW 1, CB 1, DC, JH, RH, CG, AW, TH (coach)
MOM CG

THAT WAS A TIGHT ONE!!!!!!!!!!!

AND MY KNEE REALLY HURTS AGAIN!!

The Nannas gave new definition to the word “brave” last night. Obviously out classed and out aged the weary brown men stood as tall as their spines would allow.

The match started with one of them RIPPING a hell toe poke into the top right corner, this was followed by another great goal across the face. We started to look at each other with “that look” in our eyes….It wasn’t until the coach Tommy came running onto the court and turkey slapped each one of us. AWAKE he yelled….From there we got one cheaky one back before half time.

The second half belonged to old ladies in cardigans. We had that many shots that rebounded of the bars and it was only a question of time before we struck again. We did and yet they continued to press. It must have been a warm night because a few nannas we a touch slow to double back and “get in D”…We go there with a second to spare as they made one last flurry.

The only interesting point to come of this match report is the precedent that will be set. I believe there is a missing match report – surely there has to be reprisals. Comments please…

Still the nannas for this season remain – UNDEFEATED!!!!

When Nannas Dance

Sometimes schoolchildren write to me and they say: ‘The nannas are obviously a bunch of superfit guys who can play soccer really well, but what do they get up to when they aren’t carving shit up on the soccer field?”
I will tell you what we do. We dance. See:

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But sometimes just dancing isn’t enough. You have to take your pants off and dance. Like this:

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I hope this answers the questions of the little children.

For little Danny

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers.
For he today who sheds his blood with little Danny shall be his brother.
Be he ne’er so vile, this day shall gentle his condition, and gentlemen now abed shall think themselves acursed they were not here, and hold their manhoods cheap whilst any speaks, that fought with us upon APISC’s courts.

Match Report 250107

vs Jossies Giants 8-2
CB 2, DC 2, TW 2, JH 2, CG, TH (coach)
MOM CB

Are these guys not being fed or what? A hungry fiver of hardened nan-power stepped onto the court at the pits last night for a ravenous display of classic Nanna football glory.

Although the writer acknowledges the objective and inalienable truth of his being voted MOM this week, he cannot help but borrow the comment that it was the team that was the winner.

The eight goals we scored were divided evenly among the on-field players with everyone taking two each.

There was a lot of good passing. Jim was blisteringly on target. Cocky was all over it up front and pulling off some of his lovely trademark turns. Taozza was winning every fiftyfifty challenge and the writer ran quite a bit and nailed home an obligue angle shot at maximum velocity. Gillla continued to astound the opposition with stopping the unstoppable shots.

Tommy was solid on the touchline with a one-legged tripod and rousing advice and encouragement.

A great victory. Nannas undefeated in the top division.

MATCH REPORT 180107

NANNAS VERUS harcourt

 nannas 4 harcourt 0

Playing: RH(c), DC, CB, CG, TK, AW, JH

Goals: CB 2, TK 1, CG 1

MOM: CG

The first game of a new year Nanna’s, and what a game it was!!! Extreme brown pride should be felt, like you were dancing with GG Allen!!

We faced up to Harcourt with captain muttering watch out for number 6 – “he’s the man, he’s the man!!” So we were ready, on our game – focused. It was TIGHT the whole time.

Chris Brown scored twice with Kondo and ME dobbing one each. They tried to score but forgot what hardess was andsoftly peppered away.

The real controversy occured after the game with two UNNAMMED nannas stepping outside from the pub for a cigarrette!!! WHAT WAS THIS!!! Putting our whole smoke free sponsor ship at risk.

Luckily Jim offered to buy a vapouriser for the next card frenzy, however, Chris Brown is yet to attone.

 

It would be remiss of me not to mention Tao’s bux night. There were plenty of Bruises on show, and I presume that is why Tao could not make it – because of a whopper!

 

HOLD YOUR HEADS HIGH NANNAS, A GREAT START TO THE YEAR!!!!!!!!

A TRIBUTE TO JAMES BROWN – the funkiest nanna

What the world would have been like had he never have been born is unimaginable. It would be hard to argue that any other individual has had as much influence on music as this man. I won’t name his innovations here as they are so ever-present and deeply engrained in all of us that to describe them would be as pointless as notating the rhythms of our hearts and lungs.

I don’t feel it is appropriate to speak of loss in this situation. When a man dies who has contributed so much to music, more notably Soul Music, and more personally has inspired and architected my own very livelihood, I think speaking of loss would be ungrateful. Let us rather give thanks for what he gave us; for every every drop of his sweat that, along with his moans and grunts, bathed the stages and phonographs of our world in sweet raw Soul. Let us get up and celebrate his life with our music, and ours with his, just like he showed us.

May his soul rest in peace, but let his spirit keep working tirelessly among us.”

A Nanna’s prayer

God our father, who has led us on to victory, please continue Your inspiring guidance in this the greatest of our contests.
Strengthen my soul so that the weakening instinct of self-preservation, which besets us all on the paddock, shall not blind me to my duty, to my own manhood, to the glory of my calling, and to the responsibility to my fellow Nannas.
Grant to our team that disciplined valor and mutual confidence which insures success.
Let me not mourn for the men that sustain injuries, but rather let me be glad that such hereos have played.
If it be my lot to fall, let me do so with courage and honour in a manner which which will bring the greatest harm to the opposition.
Give us the victory, Lord.

061214 Finals action between Nannas and Hyderoos

Playing: CB, CG, JH, AW, TW

Boundary riders: TH, DC

Goals: JH2, CG1, TW1

MOM:JH

There are sometimes in sport, when competition takes on a life of its own and the protagonists are swept along on a trajectory all their own. So it was last night as a very special, tight five, Nanna outfit brushed aside an insipid opponent with little trouble. Almost from the first whistle a well defined Nanna shape developed, with as many as three brown men behind the ball at any one time, with the occasional surge as men in defence pushed upfield to take the game in new directions. Although there were hints of the usual Nanna game of over-excitement and a one-touch too many, there was also an overriding poise, or grace, to the Nannas, which effectively subdued the opposition and took them out of the game. It was if the Browns knew the opposition was not up to snuff if there was on display true Nanna respect. Indeed, a special Nannerian performance was afoot, and once the first goal went in this feeling only grew.

And what a goal it was. Gill, in the first minutes of play, took a range finder to the opposing goalie’s net, thinking, “yeah, better just loosen up the arm, get my bearings”. Well, the throw was on target and much to his team’s chagrin, Gill’s opposite number tried an ill-advised catch. The ball went straight through his fingers and the net shivered like a virgin, touched for the very first time. Like an idiot the blue keeper looked at the ref hoping some ancient, little known by-law of the world game might save him. But alas the ref pointed to the middle of the court and said, “try again boys”. One nil.

The second goal was somewhat more conventional but no less of a kick in the nuts to the opposition. After some highly competent defence and counter attacking, the Nans had a kick-in deep in enemy territory. Tao, sensing an opportunity was ripe, lay off a sensitive little pass with the outside of his foot. James, who was waiting for just such an opportunity, settled himself, cocked his favoured left boot and, concentrating on keeping the ball on the carpet, struck true. The shot didn’t do as he or Cocky, who was shouting instructions from the sideline, wished but did find the top right corner of the opposition’s goal. 2 zip. That’s the way it stayed until half time.

The third goal was a thing of pure beauty. The blues had a pussy shot at goal. Our goalie chested it down and ran – ran the lines like a fool, and almost made it to the opposition’s little circle. The soft blue goalie came out to stop me, but I feigned to the right and slipped a pass out to Tao (who was wearing a trench coat with a red carnation), who just walked it in. 3 zip.

The Nans, who went to the break in the ascendancy, rode their luck it’s true but chance is made by true grit and, last night, the inspirational sight of Chas, the fittest Nanna ever, in full flight, ducking and weaving passed opposition players. It has to be said that Christopher was also very unlucky not to have a couple by the end of the first stanza.

Although Tommy, with his leg newly wrapped in green anti-moisture material, delivered several pearls of wisdom at half time, the second half started with the opposition pegging a goal back, through a combination of Nanna confusion in D and a fortunate bounce of the ball off Gill. 3-1.
Mid way through the second stanza, the game was put beyond doubt as James ran into space and received a long throw from Gill. Taking it down on his chest, and again putting it into the path of his favoured left boot he tried a speculative shot to the opposite corner from where he was turning. Much to his surprise, and maybe with a slight deflection, it found that corner. 4-1.

After that, the game slowed considerably and the Nannas were seen frustrating their opponents. This is where the aforementioned Nannerian grace really came into its own. Andy Wong was the principle proponent of this tactic, wasting no time or energy on trivial matters or hectic schedules. With soothing words for his comrades and an unquenched love of running, he was what you would expect with five minutes to go and the game all but over: a picture of calm confidence inflicting the final blows on an already beaten opponent. Tao, following his lead, was seen congratulating the referee on several calls that went against him, while on the sly tripping up and grabbing at opponents, even though he was in every aspect playing far above any challenger he came up against. Gill, at this point, feigned not knowing where he was and tried to take the ball off the court, like the match was over. He was grabbed unceremoniously by some jerk in blue, who tried unsuccessfully to wrench the ball out of his hands. The opposition knew the jig was up, and although they huffed and puffed, they were never going to better a supreme Nanna outfit, full of Brown pride.
After, an impromptu captain was nominated and a bad speech given. However, the spoils of the coveted APISC second division were delivered to the deserving team.

Semi-Final 071206

vs Allens FC
6-1
CB 3, DC 1, JH 2

CB, DC, JH, AW, CG, TW, (RH coach)

MOM CB

Oh dear struggling to remember all the details now but here goes..
Our minds were focussed right from the start with some precise strategies from our illustrious Captain who spelt out just what we should be doing, who we should be marking etc.

We took it to them, but also played an excellent defensive game, consistently shutting down their attacks until they started to fall part at the seams and shoot wildly from way out and forget to pass.

We also capitalised on our opportunities making them count at a very high rate.
DC bought one goal with a sprained ankle, our second injury in two weeks after the Howie fibula.

CB got an own goal for the other side which spurred him on to a hattrick to make up for it. But that did mean Allens failed to put one past Gilly at all.

A big match, a big semi-final and now we are set up for a big final with a big tight five with DC in a coaching role. Go Nannas!

Ya, Das Ist Der Coachleggen – Fibulatoasten

He paid the ultimate sacrifice, he gave all that he had to give, he laid down that he may walk so his brother nannas could continue the fight. Sometimes a man has to give up everything, to gain nothing at all.

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This is my leg in the slightly shabby plaster cast that the kojaks in emergency put on.

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Now check out this sonbitch, it’s your hybrid plaster/fibreglass puppy installed by the trueschool plaster techs at the St Vincents fracture clinic. Yes sir it is lighter, stronger, better fitting and tougher looking… hell even the photo composed itself better in the presence of this beauty. Note the distinct lack of plaster skank on the toes and upper shin when the job is done right. Note also the ‘closer to right angle’ relationship between the foot and the leg in the second cast.

Alright, enough poorly interpreted medical knowledge. Tonight seek not revenge for your smoten coach, seek victory in the pureness of the belief that only the nannas will prevail.

Timid souls be damned.

The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes short again and again, who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and spends himself in a worthy cause, who at best knows achievement and who at the worst if he fails at least fails while daring greatly so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.

Match Report 061109

location: Wesley | nannas: TW, DC, AW, JH, CB, CG, TH | opposition: Foregone Conclusion
score: 6-4 | goals: DC 1, CB 2, AW 1, JH 2 | mom: CB + CG

A tight Nannas ensemble of 7 dismantled Foregone Conclusion in a hard fought victory last night at Wesley.

DC and TW hustled hard at both ends of the court and put through a couple of delectable touches forward into space for CB to run onto.
TH gave 110 per cent with some excellent defensive play.
JH slammed home a couple of scorching strikes.
AW got up for some slippery backdoor action and tackled well.
CB got a couple of better than average goals.
CG “the animated chastity belt” raised the goalkeeping bar again with a double pronged penalty resistance followed by a some classic victory postures.

Nice!

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match report 091106

It was TIGHT and thats how the nannas like it!!!! Tempers were freyed, refs were abused, indians were bumped and victory was signalled!!!!

SCORELINE 6 – 4

MOM – 2 CHris’ – Brown and Gill

Goals were shared, not hoarded, the nannas were a team of MEN. THe crazed nature of the game leaves details blured, suffice to say that we WON.

Details to emerge post game are VERY interesting. Manic promises were made by a lanky memeber of the nannas – who will remain nameless, but his name does rhyme with Bim – that he will purchase an inhaling device known as “the vapouriser” Things we do for our friends….

Also there was one more thing….maybe someone else can remember it….I must have been too “tired” again.