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2013 PREmier Fighting Tiger Award - THE AWARDS!
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Re: The 2013 PREmier Fighting Tiger Award - Round 17 vs Fremantle - VOTE HERE
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Re: The 2013 PREmier Fighting Tiger Award - Round 17 vs Fremantle - RESULTS
2013 PREmier Fighting Tiger Award
Voting Results for Round 17 vs Fremantle
RICHMOND 3.3 4.6 9.9 12.12 (84)
FREMANTLE 2.2 2.5 6.6 8.9 (57)
GOALS
Richmond: Riewoldt 4, Deledio, White, Martin, King, S. Edwards, Vickery, Cotchin, Jackson
Fremantle: Mzungu 3, Mayne 2, Walters, Silvagni, de Boer
Total Voters=69
Chimpy
MATCH REPORT
by Carter
What a pleasure to be sitting on the wing under a blue sky, when hail and death had been forecast only days before. It was a day of hardness – in the clash of bodies, in the need for mental strength, and in the pants of every red-blooded Tiger supporter.
An absorbing contest, with layer upon layer of cross and double-cross. A hungry, fresh-faced force of legionaries up against a brutally defensive phalanx. Between a team that wanted to win and a team who didn’t want us to win.
I don’t get the criticism of the Dockers. They play the game flint-hard and have developed a beautiful football trap. Their ruse is simple and often dazzlingly effective. Clog the back half, lure the opposition into an over-committ, run the ball into the HFF where the likes of Hill and Pearce gallop in glorious space. Wonderful in full flight. And all within the rules. A team to be admired. A team to be overcome, a genuine feather in the cap.
The affair was a scrap. There were blue collar heroes everywhere.
Daniel Jackson, a sentinel in the chaos of battle, a collossus who won’t be bought down cheaply. He has become a rock when all expected sliding gravel. He overcooked two passes from memory but had yet another commendable game. What I’m seeing is the real, weighty presence of leadership.
Our leaders stood up today. Cotchin was as blue-collar as you can get, forever sweeping behind the pack, controlling the ball mostly, sometimes wandering headlong into packs. Into pain, into the uncertainty of knees, feet and abject brutality. The umpires put their whistles away because too many players decided it was a game of soccer and dived at every opportunity. Not Cotch. He worked under the bloodline, working feverishly to fingernail the ball from the enemy. Cotch may no longer be a deity but he punched his clock with blue collar honesty. For him that’s BOG. For us, it’s more than enough.
Sir Alex Rancelot announced that he would like to continue wearing the Richmond jumper. The clown outfit is in the wardrobe next to the sex toys. The man came to play, and was an absolute beauty down back. The confidence rose with every quarter. In the last, when he was plucking intercept marks like it was raining tickets to the Doors, you felt he was back. God help Hawthorn and Sydney. Welcome back Cotter.
Jake King loomed ominously over the turf like a darting mako shark, sniffing blood and secreting waves of dread over a ten metre radius. That goal, that goal, was the culmination of an angry will to succeed. He found his way through the maze like a beserk pinball, a bustling, hustling bag of bulging testicles. The goal was everything you love in an angry gnome.
Vlastuin handled the ball better than anyone on the field. So many two-touch grabs that would’ve ended up under the legs of 35 other players. He went back with the flight more than once with samurai courage, beat three Dockers in the centre square, kicked with elite precision and linked like a fourth-year tradesman. What a get at pick 9. Just a ripper.
The RFC has come of age. Incredibly, one gets the impression that Damien Hardwick has managed his men to win enough games, as opposed to win every game. Gone are the days when we would blow our load on a 8-5 opening half of the season, only to sag like rotten meringue and miss the finals.
The RFC is a team going places. Finally. But the icing on the cake isn’t Dimma. It isn’t Tyrone’s newfound ballsack. It isn’t even Francis Jackson, whose blueprint is shaping a dynasty.
The grizzled general wandering through the ranks at the huddles, delivering a fearful spray to Grigg and anyone else who raised his ire, unafraid to condemn and inspire in equal measure. His name is Choco, but to me he was a man burning with the intensity of a premiership-winning coach.
Not a bad guy to have in your corner as a gallant unit strides confidently toward September. A team full of blue collar heroes.
Bravo RFC.
EDITORIAL
by Panthera tigris FC
Carter summed up the match perfectly on the Game Day thread and by popular demand I have included it in this week's PREmier Fighting Tiger report. Cheers!
It was a great match to watch, with huge amounts of pressure applied by both sides. These are the sorts of games that we have struggled with in the past and it was great to see us respond every time the Dockers came at us. As Nick and Andy said on their Tiger Talk podcast, the media is now going to have to look for another cliche now that we have beaten a side above us on the ladder.
This game proved popular at the polls with 69 ballots cast, the most since the Round 3 victory over the Dogs. The clear victor this week was our skipper, Trent Cotchin, who showed a clear return to his best. He managed to find space regularly and rack up the possessions. His crunch goal at 3 quarter time was team lifting. Rance was also very popular this week and rightly so, with his 30 touches and intercept marking a feature and an important cog in the Tiger victory. Jackson also featured this week, although not as prominently, as he continues his late season purple patch and consolidates himself in 4th spot on the leaderboard.
Another big match looms this week as we take on the reigning premiers on their own turf. It is really going to test our improvement, but I think it has come at a perfect time as we are on the cusp of a finals berth. We reslly have nothing to lose and should hopefully try to stretch them on the tiny SCG.
Carn' the Tiges!
2013 PREmier Fighting Tiger Award
Voting Results for Round 17 vs Fremantle
RICHMOND 3.3 4.6 9.9 12.12 (84)
FREMANTLE 2.2 2.5 6.6 8.9 (57)
GOALS
Richmond: Riewoldt 4, Deledio, White, Martin, King, S. Edwards, Vickery, Cotchin, Jackson
Fremantle: Mzungu 3, Mayne 2, Walters, Silvagni, de Boer
| Rank | Change | Player | 3 VOTES | 2 VOTES | 1 VOTE | RD TOTAL | TOTAL | VOTES | AVG |
| 1 | - | Brett Deledio | 0 | 0 | 2 | 2 | 763 | 2 | 47.7 |
| 2 | - | Dustin Martin | 0 | 2 | 9 | 13 | 706 | 11 | 44.1 |
| 3 | - | Trent Cotchin | 42 | 19 | 5 | 169 | 591 | 66 | 39.4 |
| 4 | - | Daniel Jackson | 0 | 13 | 22 | 48 | 413 | 35 | 25.8 |
| 5 | - | Brandon Ellis | 0 | 0 | 4 | 4 | 340 | 4 | 24.3 |
| 6 | ↑2 | Tyrone Vickery | 1 | 1 | 7 | 12 | 293 | 9 | 19.5 |
| 7 | ↓1 | Bachar Houli | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 292 | 0 | 20.9 |
| 8 | ↑4 | Alex Rance | 25 | 32 | 7 | 146 | 291 | 64 | 18.2 |
| 9 | ↓2 | Reece Conca | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 282 | 0 | 28.2 |
| 10 | ↓1 | Jack Riewoldt | 0 | 1 | 4 | 6 | 274 | 5 | 17.1 |
| 11 | ↓1 | Nick Vlastuin | 0 | 0 | 5 | 5 | 250 | 5 | 22.7 |
| 12 | ↓1 | Troy Chaplin | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 180 | 0 | 12.0 |
| 13 | - | Jake King | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | 136 | 1 | 9.1 |
| 14 | - | Shane Edwards | 0 | 1 | 0 | 2 | 109 | 1 | 6.8 |
| 15 | - | Steven Morris | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 103 | 0 | 6.9 |
| 16 | - | Chris Knights | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 100 | 0 | 20.0 |
| =17 | ↑1 | Matthew White | 0 | 0 | 2 | 2 | 82 | 2 | 7.5 |
| =17 | - | Nathan Foley | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 82 | 0 | 8.2 |
| 19 | - | Shaun Grigg | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | 65 | 1 | 4.1 |
| 20 | ↓1 | Chris Newman | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 64 | 0 | 4.3 |
| 21 | - | Shane Tuck | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 57 | 0 | 11.4 |
| 22 | - | Aaron Edwards | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 56 | 0 | 9.3 |
| 23 | ↑1 | Ricky Petterd | 1 | 0 | 0 | 3 | 36 | 1 | 5.1 |
| 24 | ↓1 | Dylan Grimes | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 34 | 0 | 6.8 |
| 25 | - | Ivan Maric | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 29 | 0 | 2.2 |
| 26 | - | Luke McGuane | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 23 | 0 | 2.6 |
| 27 | - | Orren Stephenson | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 18 | 0 | 4.5 |
| 28 | - | Jake Batchelor | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 11 | 0 | 1.2 |
| 29 | - | Matthew Arnot | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 4 | 0 | 1.3 |
Chimpy
MATCH REPORT
by Carter
What a pleasure to be sitting on the wing under a blue sky, when hail and death had been forecast only days before. It was a day of hardness – in the clash of bodies, in the need for mental strength, and in the pants of every red-blooded Tiger supporter.
An absorbing contest, with layer upon layer of cross and double-cross. A hungry, fresh-faced force of legionaries up against a brutally defensive phalanx. Between a team that wanted to win and a team who didn’t want us to win.
I don’t get the criticism of the Dockers. They play the game flint-hard and have developed a beautiful football trap. Their ruse is simple and often dazzlingly effective. Clog the back half, lure the opposition into an over-committ, run the ball into the HFF where the likes of Hill and Pearce gallop in glorious space. Wonderful in full flight. And all within the rules. A team to be admired. A team to be overcome, a genuine feather in the cap.
The affair was a scrap. There were blue collar heroes everywhere.
Daniel Jackson, a sentinel in the chaos of battle, a collossus who won’t be bought down cheaply. He has become a rock when all expected sliding gravel. He overcooked two passes from memory but had yet another commendable game. What I’m seeing is the real, weighty presence of leadership.
Our leaders stood up today. Cotchin was as blue-collar as you can get, forever sweeping behind the pack, controlling the ball mostly, sometimes wandering headlong into packs. Into pain, into the uncertainty of knees, feet and abject brutality. The umpires put their whistles away because too many players decided it was a game of soccer and dived at every opportunity. Not Cotch. He worked under the bloodline, working feverishly to fingernail the ball from the enemy. Cotch may no longer be a deity but he punched his clock with blue collar honesty. For him that’s BOG. For us, it’s more than enough.
Sir Alex Rancelot announced that he would like to continue wearing the Richmond jumper. The clown outfit is in the wardrobe next to the sex toys. The man came to play, and was an absolute beauty down back. The confidence rose with every quarter. In the last, when he was plucking intercept marks like it was raining tickets to the Doors, you felt he was back. God help Hawthorn and Sydney. Welcome back Cotter.
Jake King loomed ominously over the turf like a darting mako shark, sniffing blood and secreting waves of dread over a ten metre radius. That goal, that goal, was the culmination of an angry will to succeed. He found his way through the maze like a beserk pinball, a bustling, hustling bag of bulging testicles. The goal was everything you love in an angry gnome.
Vlastuin handled the ball better than anyone on the field. So many two-touch grabs that would’ve ended up under the legs of 35 other players. He went back with the flight more than once with samurai courage, beat three Dockers in the centre square, kicked with elite precision and linked like a fourth-year tradesman. What a get at pick 9. Just a ripper.
The RFC has come of age. Incredibly, one gets the impression that Damien Hardwick has managed his men to win enough games, as opposed to win every game. Gone are the days when we would blow our load on a 8-5 opening half of the season, only to sag like rotten meringue and miss the finals.
The RFC is a team going places. Finally. But the icing on the cake isn’t Dimma. It isn’t Tyrone’s newfound ballsack. It isn’t even Francis Jackson, whose blueprint is shaping a dynasty.
The grizzled general wandering through the ranks at the huddles, delivering a fearful spray to Grigg and anyone else who raised his ire, unafraid to condemn and inspire in equal measure. His name is Choco, but to me he was a man burning with the intensity of a premiership-winning coach.
Not a bad guy to have in your corner as a gallant unit strides confidently toward September. A team full of blue collar heroes.
Bravo RFC.
EDITORIAL
by Panthera tigris FC
Carter summed up the match perfectly on the Game Day thread and by popular demand I have included it in this week's PREmier Fighting Tiger report. Cheers!
It was a great match to watch, with huge amounts of pressure applied by both sides. These are the sorts of games that we have struggled with in the past and it was great to see us respond every time the Dockers came at us. As Nick and Andy said on their Tiger Talk podcast, the media is now going to have to look for another cliche now that we have beaten a side above us on the ladder.
This game proved popular at the polls with 69 ballots cast, the most since the Round 3 victory over the Dogs. The clear victor this week was our skipper, Trent Cotchin, who showed a clear return to his best. He managed to find space regularly and rack up the possessions. His crunch goal at 3 quarter time was team lifting. Rance was also very popular this week and rightly so, with his 30 touches and intercept marking a feature and an important cog in the Tiger victory. Jackson also featured this week, although not as prominently, as he continues his late season purple patch and consolidates himself in 4th spot on the leaderboard.
Another big match looms this week as we take on the reigning premiers on their own turf. It is really going to test our improvement, but I think it has come at a perfect time as we are on the cusp of a finals berth. We reslly have nothing to lose and should hopefully try to stretch them on the tiny SCG.
Carn' the Tiges!
Re: The 2013 PREmier Fighting Tiger Award - Round 17 vs Fremantle - RESULTS
Actually that photo implies that Cotch has very large hands. It looks like he is holding on eof the kids size balls they use at Aus Kick.
Anyone who has met him - Can you confirm if he has oversized mitts?
Cheers
Actually that photo implies that Cotch has very large hands. It looks like he is holding on eof the kids size balls they use at Aus Kick.
Anyone who has met him - Can you confirm if he has oversized mitts?
Cheers
Re: The 2013 PREmier Fighting Tiger Award - Round 18 vs Sydney - VOTE HERE
Same for me.
spook said:
Same for me.
Re: The 2013 PREmier Fighting Tiger Award - Round 18 vs Sydney - VOTE HERE
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3 Martin
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1 Jacko
Thought Whitey tried hard too
3 Martin
2 Jack
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Thought Whitey tried hard too
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