The Tiger in his skin.There must be a word for when you become a consumer of your club's merch', no? Kate (the Tiger's understanding partner - ed) ordered it for me. So delightfully sad that this is the best we've got to shout about. It's got all the players' signatures, the score, the date - everything ... even the VFL logo.
The Diary
Weeks like this are like living in a moonstone - quite pretty, but hard to see where you're going.
Match day is a half moon waxing.
The tide is coming up.
A tiger in the pipeline with a clear view out the barrel?
A tiger in a runabout with a shattered windscreen, prawning?
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One of the Tiger's cubs, George (a confirmed Swan) also sent me this alternate Richmond song during the week. After all his father has done for him ...
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