The official Sam Reid/Daniel Currie Memorial Eker Thread

[merantau]

THE ROLLED GOLD EKER

A dozen seasons in the system
Thirty games all told
He's plied his trade from Bourke to Queensland
As an Eker, he's rolled gold.

His first year was at Richmond
He was taken in the draft
They needed a back-up ruckman
I guess the die was cast.

He played a season in the twos
And he finally got the call
The number one had broke his leg
He vowed he'd give his all.

A guaranteed six game stint
He was eager to do well
But it wasn't the start he expected
It was the start from hell!

The game was only five minutes in
The ball was on the wing
He sprinted to the contest
But his hammy it went - ping!

Carried off on a stretcher
He was a sorry sight
But three months spent in rehab
Would see his hammy right!

His second year was stillborn
He was stranded in the stalls
Cos he missed the entire pre-season
With extremely swollen balls!

Eventually they subsided
And he hit the training track
But luck was not his long suit
And he did his flamin' back!

Straight back on the injury list
It was enough to make you cry
But the eker deep within him said :
" If you lie down mate - you'll die!"

So he took to re-hab like a duck
He exercised and persisted
In six weeks he got his back right
Just in time to be de-listed!

His manager was not dismayed
In fact he was quite upbeat
" Back-up rucks are hard to find
You'll suit the Dockers a treat! "

So he headed west to try his luck
And at first it all went well
He played an early game or two
But then it turned to hell

A late night out in Freo
Saw him eat some dodgy offal
And a severe bout of food poisoning
Saw him drop back to the WAFL

He made it back into the ones
An Eker to the core
But a shocker against the Doggies
And our hero was shown the door

Three years, two clubs, eight games he'd played
It wasn't a great start
But did our hero feel dismayed?
No, for as an Eker he had HEART! ! !

He was offered up as trade bait
And the Roos were quickly tempted
So taken by his attitude
From due diligence he was - exempted

He played the first month in the twos
Then Goldy had a fall
He waited patiently by the phone
But it didn't ring at all!

He'd hit rock bottom at this point
An unwanted second string
He thought of early retirement
But then kind fate stepped in

A late injury to Firito
(An almost un-heard of thing)
Saw him picked as a defender
He was promoted, he was IN!

He played six solid, sterling games
His stars they were aligned
But then fate intervened again
And he was undermined

A late night out upon the turps
Was spotted by a snitch
Who promptly spilled the beans to Scott
B'Jesus life's a bitch!

Back down to the twos again
He made another start
A true blue rolled gold Eker
He'd show the bastards heart!

He played another dozen games
In seasons five to eight
But then Norf ran out of patience
And he was shown the gate

Eight years in the system
Nothing much to show
He'd run right out of options
So, thought he'd give the bush a go

A year up counrty did the trick
It re-ignited spark
The Saints fell for his manager's schtik
Once more he had a start!

A rock solid pre-season
Saw him straining at the bit
This year was all or nothing
By Christ he'd make a hit!

He'd rack up loads of tackles
He'd knock-up taking marks
He'd even mow the coach's lawn
To help him get a start

His hard work was rewarded
With a late call up in June
But the Saints had hit rock bottom
Odds on to win the spoon

He played twelve games on the trot
A purple patch for him
But then he copped a mighty whack
And all the lights went dim

Concussion saw his season end
Retired on doctor's orders
He spent the two succeeding years
Up bush with Northern Borders

One final crack at the big time called
And to the Suns he went
A rolled gold Eker's tilt at fame
Is never, ever, spent

He played a season for the Suns
He fought, he paid his dues
But his season ended where it began
He was back down in the twos!

A rolled gold Eker tried and true
Salt of the earth and staunch
He's awaiting his manager's call
He's ready for next season's launch!

So don't belittle an Eker
Stop, think and you'll agree
He's sustained by dreams of glory
A lot like you and - me.

[LostDoggy]

THE ROLLED GOLD EKER

A dozen seasons in the system
Thirty games all told
He's plied his trade from Bourke to Queensland
As an Eker, he's rolled gold.

His first year was at Richmond
He was taken in the draft
They needed a back-up ruckman
I guess the die was cast.

He played a season in the twos
And he finally got the call
The number one had broke his leg
He vowed he'd give his all.

A guaranteed six game stint
He was eager to do well
But it wasn't the start he expected
It was the start from hell!

The game was only five minutes in
The ball was on the wing
He sprinted to the contest
But his hammy it went - ping!

Carried off on a stretcher
He was a sorry sight
But three months spent in rehab
Would see his hammy right!

His second year was stillborn
He was stranded in the stalls
Cos he missed the entire pre-season
With extremely swollen balls!

Eventually they subsided
And he hit the training track
But luck was not his long suit
And he did his flamin' back!

Straight back on the injury list
It was enough to make you cry
But the eker deep within him said :
" If you lie down mate - you'll die!"

So he took to re-hab like a duck
He exercised and persisted
In six weeks he got his back right
Just in time to be de-listed!

His manager was not dismayed
In fact he was quite upbeat
" Back-up rucks are hard to find
You'll suit the Dockers a treat! "

So he headed west to try his luck
And at first it all went well
He played an early game or two
But then it turned to hell

A late night out in Freo
Saw him eat some dodgy offal
And a severe bout of food poisoning
Saw him drop back to the WAFL

He made it back into the ones
An Eker to the core
But a shocker against the Doggies
And our hero was shown the door

Three years, two clubs, eight games he'd played
It wasn't a great start
But did our hero feel dismayed?
No, for as an Eker he had HEART! ! !

He was offered up as trade bait
And the Roos were quickly tempted
So taken by his attitude
From due diligence he was - exempted

He played the first month in the twos
Then Goldy had a fall
He waited patiently by the phone
But it didn't ring at all!

He'd hit rock bottom at this point
An unwanted second string
He thought of early retirement
But then kind fate stepped in

A late injury to Firito
(An almost un-heard of thing)
Saw him picked as a defender
He was promoted, he was IN!

He played six solid, sterling games
His stars they were aligned
But then fate intervened again
And he was undermined

A late night out upon the turps
Was spotted by a snitch
Who promptly spilled the beans to Scott
B'Jesus life's a bitch!

Back down to the twos again
He made another start
A true blue rolled gold Eker
He'd show the bastards heart!

He played another dozen games
In seasons five to eight
But then Norf ran out of patience
And he was shown the gate

Eight years in the system
Nothing much to show
He'd run right out of options
So, thought he'd give the bush a go

A year up counrty did the trick
It re-ignited spark
The Saints fell for his manager's schtik
Once more he had a start!

A rock solid pre-season
Saw him straining at the bit
This year was all or nothing
By Christ he'd make a hit!

He'd rack up loads of tackles
He'd knock-up taking marks
He'd even mow the coach's lawn
To help him get a start

His hard work was rewarded
With a late call up in June
But the Saints had hit rock bottom
Odds on to win the spoon

He played twelve games on the trot
A purple patch for him
But then he copped a mighty whack
And all the lights went dim

Concussion saw his season end
Retired on doctor's orders
He spent the two succeeding years
Up bush with Northern Borders

One final crack at the big time called
And to the Suns he went
A rolled gold Eker's tilt at fame
Is never, ever, spent

He played a season for the Suns
He fought, he paid his dues
But his season ended where it began
He was back down in the twos!

A rolled gold Eker tried and true
Salt of the earth and staunch
He's awaiting his manager's call
He's ready for next season's launch!

So don't belittle an Eker
Stop, think and you'll agree
He's sustained by dreams of glory
A lot like you and - me.

Pure Gold M,
Pure Gold
Fantastic stuff,geez you must have spent a bit of time on it?

[merantau]

I'm trying to keep dementia at bay Redders. I'll let you know how it's going - in ten year's time!

[azabob]

Rocco, Tayte Pears just signed another one year deal with Essendon, he's played 50 odd less games than Gwilt so he is a worthy challenger to Gwilts rein. However Gwilt has the honour at playing suburban footy and at two afl clubs.

[chef]

Jarrod Grant keeps the dream alive.

[Twodogs]

The beaches of the Gold Coast have to be the ultimate eker location surely? Where better than the Gold Coast to eke? The Suns must be the eker heaven.

[jeemak]

The beaches of the Gold Coast have to be the ultimate eker location surely? Where better than the Gold Coast to eke? The Suns must be the eker heaven.

His beach body will lap it up on the GC.

[Twodogs]

His beach body will lap it up on the GC.

Yep. Billy Connolly used to say that being from Scotland he was blue and it took a couple of days in the sun in Australia to start looking pale.

He will do well to steer clear of the exotic marine fauna too.

[LostDoggy]

Yep. Billy Connolly used to say that being from Scotland he was blue and it took a couple of days in the sun in Australia to start looking pale.

He will do well to steer clear of the exotic marine fauna too.

Good point TD. Spindles lost a year after encountering exotic sea creatures in Altona, god knows the troubles he can find in the subtropics.

[merantau]

I've always been a bit of history buff and came across a name from the past who has pretty impressive eker cred. In the system from '75 to '85, played 69 games for three clubs including 40 with us. Kicked 22 goals. Described as a "bulky ruckman with a good pair of hands." Any takers?

[LostDoggy]

Sounds like Bill Berry. That early 80s dogs squad was an Ekers paradise.

[Twodogs]

Sounds like Bill Berry. That early 80s dogs squad was an Ekers paradise.

Is it tragic that I can remember that he wore #4 for us?

[LostDoggy]

Is it tragic that I can remember that he wore #4 for us?

That ain't tragic. After a few drinks, me and a couple of mates have been known to start reciting early-mid 80s Guernsey numbers from 1 to the mid 50s, with great shame on anyone who can't recall a name - that's tragic. Remember them better than the current list.

[Twodogs]

That ain't tragic. After a few drinks, me and a couple of mates have been known to start reciting early-mid 80s Guernsey numbers from 1 to the mid 50s, with great shame on anyone who can't recall a name - that's tragic. Remember them better than the current list.

I don't drink but I'll have some of that!

[Sedat]

That ain't tragic. After a few drinks, me and a couple of mates have been known to start reciting early-mid 80s Guernsey numbers from 1 to the mid 50s, with great shame on anyone who can't recall a name - that's tragic. Remember them better than the current list.

I remember that Gary Walpole wore #42 - that's pretty tragic.

I think the phrase "turns like the Queen Mary" was coined after watching Bill Berry lumbering around the ground in his playing days. He was slower than a wet week.