Originally Posted by
Mark26
I remember when Aker started playing for the Dogs. We were scheduled to play them at Manuka Oval and as it so happened, my Mrs and I were sitting boundary side close to the Dogs' bench.
We were flogging them and I gave Aker absolutely heaps as he warmed up mid match only a few metres from us. I was taunting him with statements like, 'Why oh why did you ever join a #### team like the Dogs?' and 'How good are the Swans going today? Any regrets not playing for us? That's right, we didn't want you' and 'Do you ever think you'll do a handstand again, playing with this rabble?' I kept at it until my wife silenced me with one word, 'Enough'.
To his credit, he was the ultimate professional player. He didn't flinch or acknowledge me in any way. He just took his peroxide self, warmed up and rejoined the play.
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