The adventures of Almigo

Strangely for someone terrible at sport, there's been quite a few posts about it the year on Almigo's Adventures. So much so that I've decided to continue on my hapless coaching saga on another page, dedicated to the wonderful world of armchair coaching.  Keen to read up on me making some of the worst sporting decisions in AFL Football, Soccer and now the huge and confusing world of Major League Baseball? I've got a seat by the sidelines just for you!

It wasn't just any victory last week, it was a crushing victory. And so much so that I'm really tempted to leave my team of destroyers just the way they are and hope for the same winning riot to break out again this round. Lighting can strike twice on the football field yes? Yes? Anyone?

  Last week like earlier this year, we had no Dusty . This week, well we still have no Dusty. But what I do have strangely is a woman outside my office wanting a little chat.. Ahh, come in?

I ended the last post about the hapless Flavorless Flav's with this: Anyone else want to throw some bad news my way? :/ Well fate who happens to be a big fan of this blog read that and promptly lined up to kick me right in the knackers. Because once again I've got a week where Dusty won't be available..

  This week I've named one of my lawnmowers after a player on my Supercoach team. Sadly for the player and myself, it's not for good reasons..

I've just rocked in back home after three busy days in Melbourne, dodging lunatic drivers and trying to find parking spaces around hospitals that don't require a small mortgage to rent by the hour. But there's no time to unpack, there's a game on tonight which means I need to get my spanner throwing into the works attempt for this round up and running already!

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..

  Normally entering any bye round, I'd be holding a fire sale on the team and swapping anyone and everyone for a full contingent ready to play. This had mixed results when I first employed it last year. However based on last weeks performance that surprised absolutely everybody involved and generated a  desperately needed win, I'm holding onto the cards/players I've already got and hoping like hell there's enough across all sections of the field to drag me through to another win...

  Buddy's had a brain fart and we're not sure if he'll be able to play.  Also we're about to get into the Bye rounds which really messed up the league last year. Wowwee am I bracing for some pain this round..

  Like plans for my pay packet each and every week, something unexpected always pops up and ruins things last minute. It's no different in this god-awful coaching experience either as I walked in with a full team and just before game time the captain fell over.. Seriously, can I jump out of this idiot plane now?

  Forget the blind leading the blind here, in my case right now it's the injured leading the unknown as we face the Lethal Lobsters with no idea whatsoever if most of the team are going to show up..

  The Flavorless Flav's are going into this round without a single win on the board yet. But then so is my latest opponent Guy My Suprise. Which means it's Thunderdome time - two teams enter, only one team leaves! (As winner)

The computer's been banished and it's hand picking mode from here. We've strengthened up the team already and hopefully we're match fit for this round. Emphasis on hopefully.

  Footy is back, the team is ready and the good news is - we're injury free! Well for now anyway...

Well it seemed like only yesterday when we cleared out the empty bottles and unconscious players after awards night after the drop down drag out slug fest that was The Coach With the Most Supercoach battle, but suddenly we're all standing on that footy mad doorstop once again ready to go again. I even made a graphic this time! This season, there's most coaches (those 8 handsome buggers above). And a longer competition. We've got draft day coming up in a heartbeat and the coach draft order has been decided by a random horse race in New Zealand for some reason. I'm predicting big things and plenty of heartbreak in either order as once again I try to pick the right players to win this fantasy football (AFL) challenge. Strap yourself in folks, this will be dizzying stuff!