MUSTANG MURMURS ARE BACK!
Our loyal bar manager - or Minister for Thirst - Geoff Newstead really does see and hear all, so watch out!
Welcome back to the Mustang Murmurs. I know it’s been a while since the last edition but since I’ve been retired I’m finding it hard to find the time to do it (I used to do all this stuff at work), but there’s been a few good stories emerge recently which has inspired me return to the keyboard... Joffa
The Worm
I had the pleasure of meeting Mitch Bonuda’s girlfriend, Abby, a couple of weeks ago after the Major Raffle draw, and a what delightful (and entertaining) girl she is. With a little encouragement, Abby decided to show us her party trick “The Worm” so she threw herself on the floor and proceeded to writhe around like a retarded snake. As if that wasn’t funny enough, when she arose from the floor she had blood on her chin where she’d bumped her chin on the carpet. Word is that the fun continued later that night when a few of them went back to Chargey’s for more drinks. For some strange reason Abby had been in the back yard and emerged a bit later covered in mud. You can draw your own conclusions as to what happened.
Early Bird
I would have thought club communication was pretty good what with newsletters, emails, Facebook etc plus good old word of mouth, but it seems this isn’t enough for some people. Barrel arrived at East Burwood last week at the bright and early time of 8.00am (that’s very bloody early) and wondered why there was no one around. He took the dog for a long walk and grabbed a coffee in Springvale Rd then returned an hour later and still no action so thought he’d better check if he was at the right ground. He checked the newsletter on his phone and confirmed that we were indeed playing East Burwood away. He took poor old Diesel for another stroll and again there was no activity when he arrived back to his car. This time he thought he’d better have a more thorough read of the newsletter and, sure enough, there in big print was the message “REMEMBER THERE’S NO COLTS THIS WEEK”. D'oh.
Money? What money?
Congratulations to Peter Grigg who won the big prize in the Major Raffle and also to Rorie Meredith who took out the latest Gold Mustang draw. However, one wonders how much of the booty these two gentlemen will see. It appears that once Peter’s wife heard about his windfall she already had it spent on clothes and shoes. As for Rorie, he thought that as his dear wife Katherine was away with the girls for the weekend she maybe didn’t need to know anything about the win. Alas, with the miracle of electronic communication, Katherine knew all about it even before Rorie had got home that night so I imagine the money will be spent on something other than what Rorie had in mind.
Captain's Words
After the East Burwood game there were very few who came back to the rooms for the awards, maybe a dozen players and 10 or so supporters. After the awards were presented the players gradually drifted off until there was only Smithy and a few of us old farts left. To Smithy’s credit he hung around for another hour or so talking to the oldies and giving us a bit of an insight into where and how he thought the club was going as well as a lot of other interesting things. Thanks again Smithy for giving us the time.
Good Head for Radio
An interesting discussion took place on SEN Radio recently involving our own Scott (Choco) Dimitriou. It seems the radio panel were fascinated with the nil-all quarter time score in the Mooroolbark /East Burwood game. Choc came across really well and gave a good insight into what it was like playing in the game and the fact that the conditions were perfect for footy and scoring. He also spoke about how he manages to coach the reserves as well as play in the seniors and how he aspires to continue with coaching once his playing days are over. Well done Choco.
