I've turned to religion for comfort.

After yesterday's loss I am still quite sad. At these points in mine and Mrs Blogger's life we like to turn to religion and as such, I'd like to shared with you my prayer from last night. Just before I went to bed. Maybe you could say it too and hopefully it can get the boys back to where they need to be.

Dear Jesus,

You're so frickin sweet and I know today's loss was a test. When I think of you I think of Arthur Fonzarelli meets Vinnie Barbarino meets a frickin sweet dude. Maybe we'll never know why you let us lose yesterday but I know it was for the right reasons. I know how much you like riding unicorns and motor bikes so I drew you two drawings. Hopefully you and God can put them on the fridge.

I didn't colour them in because I thought you might like to do that. I was gonna draw the motorbike doing a wheelie but I didn't know if you liked doing wheelies or jumps better. I like wheelies. My friend Graham has a motorbike but I bet he wishes he could have a turn on your unicorn.

Jesus, you know you are a sweet dude and I was wondering if I could take back something I said last week. When I was praying to you, I asked for a BMX bike for Christmas this year. I was wondering if I could change it to either the Parrots winning the Grand Final or giving Graham a ride on your unicorn. Whichever one you choose is cool with me but it would be really sweet if Graham got to ride a unicorn to the Grand Final!

Anyway Jesus, you're probably busy with other stuff like listening to Lady Gaga or drawing dragons, oh my God (no offense) how good are dragons? I like red ones!!!! Please be good to me at Christmas, my brother got a scooter last year and I know it was cos of you. If the Parrots win heaps this year I'll only expect a new Nintendo DS game.

Bye Jesus, thanks for listening.

P.S. I think Frank's an angel. Is he?

P.P.S. Bet you wish you could take back Rove now! LOL. JK. But seriously, LOL!

P.P.P.S. Tell your dad I said hi!

Amen.