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| Conan The Westy |
Posted - 10/26/2008 : 20:59:32
A truly great rant is an art.      
Very few can muster the combination of sustained passion and eloquence that lifts mere abuse to awe-inspiring level of a top-class rant. On FWFR we have a world class ranter in Mguyx. I would like this thread to become a repository for some of the greatest rants, not only from FWFR, but from around the world. |
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| duh |
Posted - 10/28/2008 : 05:52:17
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Originally posted by Co-nine The Westy
A truly great rant is an art.
Very few can muster the combination of sustained passion and eloquence that lifts mere abuse to awe-inspiring level of a top-class rant. On FWFR we have a world class ranter in Mguyx. I would like this thread to become a repository for some of the greatest rants, not only from FWFR, but from around the world.
Good idea. |
| Conan The Westy |
Posted - 10/27/2008 : 07:11:44
quote:
Originally posted by S9�n
I'll have a think about this and see if I can recall some other great rants (apart from MguyX's) to post. 
Add Mguyx's too. Perhaps he could select his favourite. |
| thefoxboy |
Posted - 10/26/2008 : 22:38:30
Sam Kekovich is a legend.
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| Sean |
Posted - 10/26/2008 : 21:59:05
That was awesome!
*tips chardonnay down the sink and gets out a beer*
I'll have a think about this and see if I can recall some other great rants (apart from MguyX's) to post. |
| Conan The Westy |
Posted - 10/26/2008 : 21:03:44
To start the ball rolling here's a rant that AussieCanuck brought to my attention. Enjoy.
AC sets the scene: A speech from Sam Kekovich (an ex-footballing great) to a bunch of chardonnay-swilling idiots just prior to the AFL grand final, 2008. To set the scene: Kekovich was addressing a group of corporate patrons who had paid $1500 a head to come to this pre-game champagne breakfast at Punt Road Oval, one of the sport's spiritual homes. Read and enjoy thinking about the uproar that built as he slanged the lot of them out.
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My fellow Australians,
I've been invited here to talk to Centre Square, in these big marquees
on Punt Road Oval. And speaking of Punt Road Oval, let me tell you
something for nothing - Jack Dyer would be spinning in his grave if he
could see the place right now. Full of a bunch of Collins Street
corporate criminals, Chapel Street designer cats and Toorak poodle
rooters who have about as much interest in football as Paris Hilton has
an interest in astrophysics.
Captain Blood didn't break every bone in his body and commit multiple
acts of on-field heroism and homicide so he could see his beloved home
ground turned into an over-priced pre-match party for
chardonnay-swilling spivs and their assorted hangers-on attending their
one footy match of the year, whilst tens of thousands of hard-working
honest battlers who love the game and love their team are denied the
chance to attend the greatest game in the world.
I've had a gutful. Whilst this bunch of Armani-wearing, Audi-driving,
Prada-carrying try-hards monopolise priceless vantage points in the MCG,
millions of genuine footy fans who have followed their team through
thick and thin have to make do by watching the game at home or down at
the local pub, whilst the Melbourne spivocracy get to sit on their fat
posteriors in a marquee and wouldn't even know the way to the MCG
without a tour guide.
Since most of you haven't attended a single match this year and know
nothing about football, let me give you a few tips - Geelong wears blue,
Hawthorn wears brown, and in case you were wondering, there'll be no
fashions on the field at half-time, and no, the Lexus Centre across the
road is not a prestige car dealership.
Centre Square is not only unfair. Centre Square is not only inequitable.
Centre Square is downright un-Australian! And so are all of you! In
fact, I bet you're all so un-Australian that you all hate the Anzacs,
you booed Cathy Freeman, and you want to cull cute cuddly koalas because
one of them once jumped out in front of your Range Rover on the way to
Mount Hotham.
But it's not just you who are at fault. I also blame the AFL - those
out-of-touch, opera-loving elitists at AFL headquarters who are
responsible for this unconscionable abomination need to take a good hard
look in the mirror. That is if they can handle the sight of moral and
spiritual bankruptcy staring back at them.
I also blame the government. Our new Prime Minister has clearly failed
his first test of leadership if he thinks it's acceptable to allow an
event like this to go ahead without a pre-emptive strike by the SAS. The
PM is doing nothing to ease the squeeze on working families on the
bottom rung of the ladder of opportunity who just want to see their team
in the Granny. But he'd better get his act together and do something
about it, or millions of angry footy fans will do it for him.
Revolutions have been started and governments have been overthrown for
lesser outrages than this. And people ask why we need capital
punishment.
So cut off your silver tails, tear up your fur coats and get fair
dinkum. Our great Australian game is the greatest game in the world -
the game of the people. Not some once-a-year marquee piss-up for an
overpaid, over-dressed pack of passionless corporate cretins who only
turn up for the free chardonnay and then spend the actual game looking
about as interested and excited as a line of Easter Island statues.
So don't bother coming across to the MCG this afternoon, because you're
not welcome. The next train out of Melbourne leaves Richmond station in
10 minutes - so make sure you're on it. Or, better still, under it.
So don't be un-Australian - everyone here in Centre Square can get
stuffed! You know it makes sense. I'm Sam Kekovich. |
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