I hate having to compromise my hatred of other clubs, but..... one must do what needs to be done!
Sitting back through gritted teeth, kind of, sort of, willing the bombers over the line lastnight was challenging.
Woke up feeling somewhat disgusted in myself, but..... I did what had to be done!
Periods of self loathing await in games that matter to us, kicking off with Port v Sydney.
Screaming at Conor Rozee to hit up Charlie Dixon provides no joy, but...... I must do what needs to be done!
If I survive that game in tact, I will prepare for the next assignment, West Coast v Geelong.
As moments of doubt in my endeavors brim to the surface I will continue ... doing what needs to be done...
Cheering McGovern on passionately to pole axe Hawkins requires no apology. .... and never will.
Fortunately my day of shame becomes easier as..... I finish doing what just has to be done..
C'mon Giants. ... keep them sniffing, chucking, ducking dogs from nipping at our heels...
If all goes to plan, I will rest my head upon the pillow, safe in the knowledge that I took one for the team...... and just did what had to be done!