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TED LOVES KEVIN CRUMBS

Born 27/5/1949; Moe, Latrobe Valley, Gippsland, Australia – I had major health problems as a child and teenage, and also as a senior. Bugger! At least during this period, I’ve done my best to reduce carbon dioxide.

When I was 18 months old I had meningitis and nearly died. Then at 13, serious hepatitis. PLUS ear and nose puss, cortisone surgery and pills. More recent, aphasia stroke and a bike accident – left leg surgery, plate and screws.

Survival is the winner. Next is recovery.

When I was at primary and high school in Moe, I was easily the best sport lad. At 14 I became a national and international water skier. Also, I was also determined to be a VFL premiership player. Bob Skilton, three Brownlow Medals, was my hero.

My dad, the dry-cleaner, said Bob’s poor South Melbourne club would never have a flag. Carlton, YES. Ron Barassi, YES. At my 15 I was a Moe Senior player. Legendary Carlton recruiters, ‘Soapy’ Vallence and Newton Chandler got in touch with dad and mum, and me.

At 17 I became a Carlton player, it was 1967. The great premiership players that I played and trained with were John Nicholls, Syd Jackson, and the ‘Latrobe Valley’ wingers, Garry Crane and Bryan Quirk.

My first grand final was between Carlton and Richmond in 1969.  As usual, I was on the reserve bench. I had time  on ground during the final quarter. The Tigers were alive. ‘Ron’ was at his wits end. He had put me on Kevin Bartlett. My god! I saw his rover brilliancy. Kevin crumbs.

During the 1970 home and away season ‘Ron” kept me on the reserve bench. During the  preliminary final between Carlton v St Kilda; I was on the bench until the third quarter. I then nailed three goals. We won the game.

As usual, for the upcoming grand final, I was on the bench.

At halftime, Jack Wrout, Club Committee Chairman, told me to “get ready for the second half.” We knew “Ron” was at his wits end again. All of a sudden, it appeared he had a “light bulb” moment. I knew what to do. Be quick. Be intense. Be calm. Be like Kevin crumbs.

During the second half I nailed four goals.

Wikipedia says Carlton’s comeback from the 44pt margin at halftime is “one of the greatest Grand Finals of all time and, according to one of the key protagonists Ted Hopkins, heralded ‘the birth of modern football’.”

I have great appreciation for my time at Carlton period and premiership. The decision to finish up was fairly clear. There was no money. We were professional amateurs. I was a target of opposition players who were keen to smash my head in.

The four year experience and a premiership was enough to avoid the ‘target’. What we know now is many VFL/AFL players have experienced ‘depression’. Thankfully, I was alive, keen to drive somewhere else.

By 1970, I had my Monash University degree of Economics and Politics. The three years of subjects included statistics, philosophy, and poetry. When I was in water-skiing competition on rivers, lakes, and estuaries, I had to manage waves, turbulence, tides.

My first main employment (March 1971) was the General Manager and Ranger of Falls Creek Resort of the State Electricity Commission, Victoria. While the environment and skiing were special, the sewage and carpark duties took up most of my time.

By the end of season I decided to leave the Resort employment and head to Albury – Wodonga. I became the assistant coach and player of theAlbury Tigers. It was the first time I received some income for my football. I also became a writer and publisher of innovative work.

Stage one (1972) was being an associate publisher of the Champion Newspaper, which covered Albury-Wodonga politics, culture, and art. It was ‘innovative’ but in the red.

The next stage (1974) was my home ground, Moe-Yallourn: Mt. Erica, Tanjil River, Narracan Creek, rift Latrobe Valley and river. My dad was about to die. Before his death, he showed me how to offset print – a commercial skill. It gave me the chance to write poetry while earning an income.

Stage three (1995) I founded Champion Data, an independent sports statistics and analysis company. I exited in 2009; the AFL Administration bought my equity.

Geoff Slattery, AFL Publisher, 1995 t0 2012, thankfully said; “Hopkins introduced a new language to the game with ‘hard-ball gets’, ‘inside 50s’ and ‘clangers’ now part of the AFL lexicon.”

Of the three stages, my personal favourites are Teledex, The Book of Slab, The Moon Bistro Bar Are Full.

Special is the Kevin crumbs. Rather than a ‘crumb’ I felt that Loose Ball Gets is a better value statistic. And the ‘Yallourn Stories and Bernie Briquette’ are still alive.

Bernie is back, rethinking brown coal.

For the  upcoming exhibition of State Library Victoria, titled Velvet, Iron, Ashes, October 2019 to July 2020, the curator says:

  …the stories and Bernie will be in display cases in the centre of the room along one wall of a freestanding structure. You can see this (and your Burnie Briquette suit!) in the lower left image on the second page…

The next stage is carbon dioxide reduction, effective areas.

It begins with the soldthedumy.com NEW YALLOURN PLAN > flag, new posts, and dynamic calculator, interactive algorithm,  fossil – renewable relationships.

The innovation of the calculator Hopkins Report model for climate change starts with sport theory.

The possession of a team or player can be advantage, dud, or destruction. That’s Fossil. The disposal is above the ground, either a dud or advantage, like Renewable.

At present, the calculator gauge is a PDF model for you to see. The interactive gauges are on the case.

 

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David T

David T

Nice one Ted! Still kicking goals!

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