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The circus continues with Ben Cousins apparently set to make the announcement regarding his playing career on Game Day on channel 10 tomorrow.

its Game Day on 7 not 10

whatever. i'll just be glad when the circus finishes.

IMO don't really care, but along side Didak and Shaw he'll be a good fit....

What a smug f cker he is. Apparently he wants us all to know where he wants to go. F ck off mate you're table scraps. Fair dinkum can't stand the bloke.

regards,

REB

Ben Cousins is a legend, i don't care where he goes, as long as he plays AFL footy again, im happy

Dogwatcher wrote:whatever. i'll just be glad when the circus finishes.

Yep, he's best forgotten - unless your team needs an inside pusher..

I don't even care if he comes to us.
If he does so be it, if he doesn't so be it.
Just end the circus!

hearts on fire wrote:Ben Cousins is a legend, i don't care where he goes, as long as he plays AFL footy again, im happy

A bloody brilliant player, perhaps West Coast's best ever but far from a legend or a champion.

regards,

REB

16 coaches would love to see Ben Cousins in their guernsey each week IF he was free of all his problems.

BEN COUSINS PRESS CONFERENCE

The sweaty room aspirates as one in anticipation. Media hacks elbow their way past the work experience lackeys and demand another cup of coffee and can it be a hot one this time? Is that too much to ask? Typical bloody kids, out getting coffee when the scoop is inside. That one has a lot to learn. The biggest football event of the year, nay, the century is about to happen. The great one is to bequest his favours on one lucky club. Yes, and that lucky club will be darned lucky to have this fantastic specimen prancing around its playing fields for the next twelve months or the next nightclub incident or the next hamstring strain...oh hell, did I think that or say it?? No, nobody noticed that I dared to speak ill of the great one. PHEW!

Melbourne's carbon footprint is jackbooted into orbit by the explosion of a million flashes of light and the involuntary expulsion of methane as the Jackals yammer their way to the front in a cacophony of bland. The great one's feet are unseen, but we all know that they aren't touching the floor, not here, not ever. With trembling hands and fluttering hearts a deathly silence cloaks the room..a phone tone of 'We are Geelong' dares to interupt the unearthly silence until the unbearable tension is snapped clean by a nervous twitter.

Finally the great one begins to speak and the intelligence leaches out of the room....

"I have chosen to make this low key entrance back into AFL Football with this small media event on the most insignificant day of the football calendar. You see, after a year of not taking drugs and not going out to nightclubs and playing brilliant football in a second tier competiton I have realised that it isn't about me. No, really, it's not about me.

You see, after I stopped putting the lines on the mirror I finally saw just how good looking I am and just quietly I'm a helluva bloke too. Oh lord it's hard to be humble when ya perfect in every way. I even got the bare chest out again in the winter sunshine becuase I just didn't want to deny the female of the species a chance to stare gog eyed at my magnificent physique.

Seeing as it is no longer about me...............................me...................there's no me in team but hey I'm getting to that, I decided to end your torment by announcing which club I have decided to allow myself to be shackled to for the next twelve months. This battling club just can't get it's foot in the door even though they have a millionaire president, 26 games at the MCG every year and get to play Carlton, Essendon, Richmond and Melbourne three times every season and get prime time television coverage even when their young stars aren't on the turps. I'd be mad not to come to this mob...I'd fit right in. I might even become a role model. Now I'm used to being a model...but a role model? Scary stuff and it's really got me thinking and it's been a while let me tell you."

Stopping abruptly the great one was suddenly speechless. Trapped like Narcissus he spots a large mirror on the wall and is swept away by the deep love he has for himself. Some of the journos mutter 'wanker' as they head for the door, but I stayed true to the great one determined to tough it out until my less vigilant rivals had left and the announcement was belatedly made....the clock stopped to a walk..surely he can't keep it up too much longer..has his Viagra supply ran out I wondered?

The hours dragged by and in my tunnel vision I noticed that the other trains had left the station. A steady stream of drool had thickened into a solid mass as the great one continued to stare..the announcement never came as the great one was snapped out of his romantic daze by the cracking whip that was his hamstring tearing off the bone. At last I had gotten my scoop! COUSINS PLAYS WITH HIMSELF - OUT INJURED. As I ran out I heard in the distance a siren sounding..apparently a game of football was taking place somewhere!

With a sad realisation I noticed that my coffee was stone cold and the work experience kid had snaffled my Grand Final ticket. It's a mugs game this journalism let me tell you.

regards,

REB

Rik E Boy wrote:

hearts on fire wrote:Ben Cousins is a legend, i don't care where he goes, as long as he plays AFL footy again, im happy

A bloody brilliant player, perhaps West Coast's best ever but far from a legend or a champion.

regards,

REB

Is Gary Ablett a legend or champion???

Rik E Boy wrote:BEN COUSINS PRESS CONFERENCE

The sweaty room aspirates as one in anticipation. Media hacks elbow their way past the work experience lackeys and demand another cup of coffee and can it be a hot one this time? Is that too much to ask? Typical bloody kids, out getting coffee when the scoop is inside. That one has a lot to learn. The biggest football event of the year, nay, the century is about to happen. The great one is to bequest his favours on one lucky club. Yes, and that lucky club will be darned lucky to have this fantastic specimen prancing around its playing fields for the next twelve months or the next nightclub incident or the next hamstring strain...oh hell, did I think that or say it?? No, nobody noticed that I dared to speak ill of the great one. PHEW!

Melbourne's carbon footprint is jackbooted into orbit by the explosion of a million flashes of light and the involuntary expulsion of methane as the Jackals yammer their way to the front in a cacophony of bland. The great one's feet are unseen, but we all know that they aren't touching the floor, not here, not ever. With trembling hands and fluttering hearts a deathly silence cloaks the room..a phone tone of 'We are Geelong' dares to interupt the unearthly silence until the unbearable tension is snapped clean by a nervous twitter.

Finally the great one begins to speak and the intelligence leaches out of the room....

"I have chosen to make this low key entrance back into AFL Football with this small media event on the most insignificant day of the football calendar. You see, after a year of not taking drugs and not going out to nightclubs and playing brilliant football in a second tier competiton I have realised that it isn't about me. No, really, it's not about me.

You see, after I stopped putting the lines on the mirror I finally saw just how good looking I am and just quietly I'm a helluva bloke too. Oh lord it's hard to be humble when ya perfect in every way. I even got the bare chest out again in the winter sunshine becuase I just didn't want to deny the female of the species a chance to stare gog eyed at my magnificent physique.

Seeing as it is no longer about me...............................me...................there's no me in team but hey I'm getting to that, I decided to end your torment by announcing which club I have decided to allow myself to be shackled to for the next twelve months. This battling club just can't get it's foot in the door even though they have a millionaire president, 26 games at the MCG every year and get to play Carlton, Essendon, Richmond and Melbourne three times every season and get prime time television coverage even when their young stars aren't on the turps. I'd be mad not to come to this mob...I'd fit right in. I might even become a role model. Now I'm used to being a model...but a role model? Scary stuff and it's really got me thinking and it's been a while let me tell you."

Stopping abruptly the great one was suddenly speechless. Trapped like Narcissus he spots a large mirror on the wall and is swept away by the deep love he has for himself. Some of the journos mutter 'wanker' as they head for the door, but I stayed true to the great one determined to tough it out until my less vigilant rivals had left and the announcement was belatedly made....the clock stopped to a walk..surely he can't keep it up too much longer..has his Viagra supply ran out I wondered?

The hours dragged by and in my tunnel vision I noticed that the other trains had left the station. A steady stream of drool had thickened into a solid mass as the great one continued to stare..the announcement never came as the great one was snapped out of his romantic daze by the cracking whip that was his hamstring tearing off the bone. At last I had gotten my scoop! COUSINS PLAYS WITH HIMSELF - OUT INJURED. As I ran out I heard in the distance a siren sounding..apparently a game of football was taking place somewhere!

With a sad realisation I noticed that my coffee was stone cold and the work experience kid had snaffled my Grand Final ticket. It's a mugs game this journalism let me tell you.

regards,

REB

Not a fan Redden?

redden whites wrote:Is Gary Ablett a legend or champion???

Looks like he is coming to Port Adelaide...?

Body Language on 7....

Rik E Boy wrote:

redden whites wrote:Is Gary Ablett a legend or champion???

Didn't answer the question REB?

Cousins future doesn't rate as high as Knight Rider. But I hope he gets back to his best, he is an awesom footballer, right up there with Rob McLean.

I think it was refreshing to hear Cousins admit to his probelm, that there is no guarantee he won't stray in future, but if he is given a chance with another club he would give it his best. To me that suggests real improvement in his attitude, and for the first time I would think he would be worth looking at. It shows to me he is at least trying to deal with the problem. I'd like to see him back on the track.

He was at his least arrogant, in words at least. I wish him well.