Dumb Ways to Die (the Demons version)
As some of you reading this will know, my alter ego is a mild-mannered Melbourne Demons supporter by the name of Jonathan.
As some of you reading this will know, the Melbourne Demons may be the second most ineptly run organisation in the history of civilisation.
As some of you reading this will know, last year Metro Trains (the most ineptly run organisation in the history of civilisation) released a hilarious public safety video called Dumb Ways to Die.
The Demons have now fallen so far that the possibility of extinction is once again shrouding the club like a foul stench.
So, with apologies to Julian Frost and John Mescall…
Get advice from Stephen Dank
Hold a meeting and announce “Let’s tank!”
Shrug your shoulders when your players rebel
But be sure to tell the press that they’re training well
Dumb ways to die, so many dumb ways to die, dumb ways to di-i-i-ie, so many dumb ways to die
Come up with excuses galore
Choose an untried coach one time more
Pick up Byrnes for some chips and a Freddo
Then trade Jordan Gysberts for a lumbering Peddo
Dumb ways to die, so many dumb ways to die, dumb ways to di-i-i-ie, so many dumb ways to die
Let Rivers head off to the Cats
Have your CEO wear six different hats
Sign Mark Jamar on a three-year deal
Don’t give Mitch Clark’s foot enough time to heal
Dumb ways to die, so many dumb ways to die, dumb ways to di-i-i-ie, so many dumb ways to die
Draft a Morton at number four
Let opponents reach a cricket score
Play footy that’s not particularly bruisy
Then do recovery sessions in a hot jacuzzi
Dumb ways to die, so many dumb ways to die, dumb ways to di-i-i-ie, so many dumb ways to die
Sack Norm Smith without good reason
Rebuild for a twelfth consecutive season
Vote for a merger because autonomy no longer seems desirable to some old men
Keep giving games to a player despite the fact that three minutes after you’d used your first pick in the National Draft on him his father had signed him over to another club on the promise of a disproportionately well-paid job in recruiting and a lifetime supply of watermelon-sized cheese-filled profiteroles and deep fried wedding cakes
They may not rhyme but they’re quite possibly…
…the dumbest ways to die
Dumbest ways to die
Dumbest ways to di-i-i-ie
So many dumb
So many dumb ways to die
I particularly liked the picture of #10 trying to spoil #25 (aka#27) – very clever.
Get a kick, Shannon.
Who is that last one referring to? I may be one of the dumbest commenters to comment but I don’t get it.
He may or may not wear number 9 for a team that wears orange and he may or may not average six games and two ineffective kicks per game.