There comes a time in every Supercoach's season where he looks at where he is, how the teams tracking, what's left to play out and his chances at doing anything amazing from here. And like the captain in the famous song 'The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald' by Gordon Lightfoot, right now I may as well turn to my team and echo: 'Fellas, it's been good to know ya..'
Because right now the Flavorless Flav's are so far behind, we've almost arrived at the start of 2021 all over again..
Because after getting murdered last week by Leigh's Lobsters (when foolishly I thought it would be a close game):
To climb any higher, somehow I have to hex Matt's Crow's to the point where they don't win the next 6 games. Oh and I have to somehow win the next six games while that's happening.
And to make this even more entertaining, we face each other in the last of the bye rounds. So we're not at full strengths until this week is over and if things go the way of last week...yeah let's not think of that. Instead let's fill some more gaps!
(Because even though I can't win this, I sure can throw a meaty bag of spanners into the works, so let's do that!)
So swapping a few avails, I've filled up most of the spots. I'm still a couple of Mid's short and listening to the news while I wait, there's a chance that Dusty might be out for the Carlton game tomorrow which isn't ideal (apparently he's got a lurgy of some note according to the actual coach).
So I've decided one trade won't hurt me (I mean any more than what's already
happened) and so poor Darcy Fort gets the boot (I'm sure he'll be back) and
Brandon Ellis fills a hole in the mid field.
The team might not be
complete (and I'm really counting on Dusty to hang in there here) but
hopefully we can still do some damage?
We should be fine here yes?
Yes?
THURSDAY ARRIVES
Dusty is sick.
I believe we are doomed. Doooooomed!
THEN THE WEEKEND HAPPENS..
Yes not only were we Dusty less but we also manged to run an entire team without Dangerfield either. Oh and Flynn. Probably should have checked on him, didn't, paid the price didn't I.
By the time the Flav's took to the field, we were a solid four short and well and truly taking a big whiz directly into the wind.
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