Edition 14, 12 August 2018

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President’s Letter: Edition 11

Hi All Sharks, I trust all Players, Mums and Dads enjoyed their break over the holidays.  I know the committee welcomed the chance to charge their batteries and put their feet up for a few days.  Well, hasn’t time flown we are into our last month of home and away games before the finals commence on the 19th August.  So much to do, so little time!  Continue Reading

Sharks Visit Kinglake Football Club

Our Club has always been a pillar of strength for this Community ever since the fires went through in 2009.

For those of you new to the club, this was an initiative commenced post the Black Saturday Fires in 2009 when the Sharks travelled to Kinglake in 2010 to show our support and raise money for the local footballers.

Since this time we have returned each year and provided continued support to the Kinglake Football Club and the local community.

Unfortunately this year we were unable to make that pilgrimage so we asked for each Sharks player to contribute a donation towards The Kinglake Football Club.

On Sunday 1st Jul Kevin George, Mick Choveaux and Andrew Mortlock visited Kinglake to present them with a cheque from PONRPJFC for $2,000 as well as 3 bags of footys. Photo attached.

It might be 9+ years since the fires but emotions are still just as raw. There were a few teary eyes when Kev presented the cheque and they were extremely grateful for our ongoing support

President’s Letter: Edition 10

Hi All Sharks

I observed some wonderful football matches over the weekend. They were close, tough encounters whilst played in good spirit. It’s amazing how the game of football can teach many of life’s lessons. Caring for your team mates, participating in a team environment, respecting our opposition through to following rules. Society is no different, participation, looking out for others, obeying regulations and displaying respect.  Continue Reading

President’s Letter: Edition 9

Holy cow, strewth, what a weekend! Saturday night around 5.00pm I saw and heard the heavens open up. Every hour during Saturday night the rain fell heavier and heavier. At 7.45am Sunday morning I was cooking a couple of poached eggs on toast when the calls and photos began. Domeney and Stintons were awash. I thought ‘Oh, the poor U8s and U9s having to play in this’. It got worse when I was texted to “bring my flippers, water wings, mask and snorkel”.  Continue Reading