)Come back Roger! This site has had many members since your glory days, but not one of the Johnny come latelys can hold a candle to your legendary Fox Reports. (Sigh.)
Looks like I have to fill in yet again. (Sigh.)
Good Stuff:
Gresham’s getting into things a bit more. Sure, some mistakes, but he’ll learn. Not sure about all the worriers? But don't worry you guys. Gresh’ will be up to 20 possessions in a game very soon. Pick 5 for Gresham, with Carlisle thrown in as steak knives. What’s not to like?
Ross’ efforts on Nicky Dal’s cuz. Apart from the obvious, it means that the Seb backed up on last week, and showed that he now does have the endurance to be an AFL midfielder. Well done again Seb!
Savage. Again, not sure about his detractors? He was putting his body on the line fearlessly, which has been a (sometimes) previous question mark.
Dempster’s effort on Roo’s new mate. Forced the String man to go kick chasing in their backline to get his numbers up. Well done Shaun! Still a champ!
Sam F, despite having slowed up, and despite being double teamed most of the night, the champ still played a great game on both Boat Anchor Boyd and that scumpire! Still a champ!
Hickey. Not as influential this week, but you could see the form was still there.
Steven. Wish we did have ‘Stevens’. And ‘Roos’.
(NB: That’s another plural form, of course. Don’t want the single form Roos, who is showing us how he simply can’t coach without a fanciful 10% loading on his club’s salary cap.)
And we never chucked it in, but kept on harassing them.
Catherine Roo! Pure class.
What we lacked (again):
Run off the half back line. This may well be largely due to some of our usual suspects being tied up combating the gorilla forwards and the guerilla scumpiring.
Stopping their run off the half back line!!!
This may well be due to our lack of a suitable racehorse to play at half forward. I could of course, mention delivery into the forward line, but then this report would have to be renamed ‘The Flux Report Into The Bleeding Obvious’. (Sigh. 
)Opposition Player to Bag:
Sorry, this was left out last week. But to make up, I have two this week.
The million dollar baby. This bloke is a Boat Anchor on the Dog’s salary cap. Will cost them a flag, because he will cost them being able to retain players. (Please see other Flux Report, and start compiling a list of the most suitable players for us to poach.
)Two charity frees for goals to the Boat Anchor. One where he had Sam F by the neck! One where Gilbo bumped him in a marking contest, and Boat Anchor, channelling his inner big girls’ blouse, simply fell over.
But credit where it’s due. He did stand like a colossus to take a towering mark over our resting ruckman, well, over Savage anyway. (But to be fair, go back far enough into the mists of history, and Savage would have be tall enough to have been a resting ruckman.) Boat Anchor Boyd! Seriously!
No crap can be accepted about him being only 12 years old, suffering from glandular fever, the plague, polio, and tinnitus, whilst battling dyslexia (hence making it hard for him to learn the game, let along read the play). Mate, it's all pretty simple. If you are prepared to pocket $1mil a year, then you must also be prepared to play to that level. Or.............. you could hand the money back? Though after the help you got from your little friends in yellow, it's suspected that you may have already spent it. 
But you were all promised two players to bag. That’s easy.
Since Hawthorn’s Grand Final defeat, Psycho Clarko has been methodically offloading the marshmallows who cost him that flag. He’s now removed the last of them from his list. Suckling! But whilst a marshmallow can change his spots (jumper), he’s still a marshmallow. A couple of times on Saturday Suckling was storming into an open goal, only to hear footsteps (or was it see a shadow from the Docklands’ lights, or the shadow of a moth from the Docklands’ lights, or a boy scout with a toasting stick?). Whatever he heard or saw or dreamt, each time, it resulted in the renowned golden boot hurriedly shanking those kicks. Thumbs down.
INS:
Acres (and LEAVE him there), West.
OUT:
Someone other than Gresham, Paddy.
Lucky:
Gilbo.
Unlucky:
Minch. But no hurry. Will be given a decent extended run at it once a mid/small forward is injured or succumbs to ‘the General’.
Suckling. More scary night matches coming up.
Pencil This One In You Heard It Here First Breaking News The Scoop:
This is very clear to everyone who has read this week's Saintsational intel reports:
West to make one of the all time great debuts. Will kick 13.2 – all the city end (of course).
Thoughts, Rodger?
Thoughts, Sainters?
