Q&A: Jim Pavlidis Talks The Age, David Bowie Diamond Dogs And The Role Art Plays In Football

Jim Pavlidis

The best part of being a journalist is meeting alluring people. In the past 10 years I’ve spoken to a spectrum of curious voices, some you’ve heard of and others you haven’t, but it doesn’t make any those people any less important or engaging to me. These encounters have been richly rewarding as I have been able to learn new things, understand processes and have topics explained in a deeper way that I wouldn’t otherwise have known. Continue reading

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Becoming a Roo

Malcolm Blight stood tall on the podium flanked by his players. He raised the Premiership Cup as the head coach of the Adelaide Crows. The torpedo-punt specialist-among other things– held aloft football’s reason for living. All of it – the frothing media, the ear-to-ear smiles of Adelaide Crows staff, the hugs, the camaraderie – made me sick to my stomach. Continue reading

What About Those Forgotten AFL Players

When you hear the names John Coleman, Ron Barassi, Roy Cazaly and Tony Lockett, you automatically think of the legends of AFL. Some of the best the game has ever known. But, what about everyone else, the many others that ran onto the glorious M.C.G and were great and important in their own right? Then there are the players who were good enough to reach the lofty heights of becoming an AFL player, but for some reason couldn’t put their best foot forward resulting in lackluster careers. Continue reading

Letter From The Editor

When I was in my early teens, our family used to buy The Age and Herald Sun on the weekend. Two newspapers meant a balanced opinion, sure, but to me, it meant two different sets of sports pages. It was heaven, really. I feasted on two football sections searching for answers to Essendon’s losses, glossing over their triumphs and  statistics and reliving games of football through words. I would be sprawled across our living room floor and read – sometimes re-read – both newspapers front to back or until Dad or Mum wanted them back. This was a ritual that happened every weekend during football season.

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