Museum But Alas No Eric, Was He Spooked?

Late afternoon rain had stopped in time but whatever had been received in Carlton had little impact upon the surface.
The kind locals with the new lighting at the tennis courts had the surroundings wonderfully illuminated so that the catching drills were completed at optimum level.
A lap of the park to start, dynamic yoga in one section, roller blade hockey and tug of war challenge were all around the Lions and the red lights of Pompeii added further atmosphere.
Loosening up with stride throughs and a series of forwards, backwards lunges the group split in half with Ash taking the ball handling and the rest learning to appreciate the blue, inanimate bench that was to receive a pounding in step ups and tuck jumps by the energetic Lions.
The Ghasperidis memorial twang event did not eventuate this time around, saving for later.
Hill sprint repeats up Nicholson Street and plenty was gained by the group tonight - sleep well.