
Sometimes as a columnist you run out of space to mention important aspects of a theme you are concentrating on, and praise the Lord that happened to me last week.
It leaves me with some happy news to dispense after a disappointing weekend for the Jets.
With apologies to Ange Postecoglou and Lionel Messi, both of whom are unlikely to be reading this column, for my tardiness in reflecting upon their milestone moments last week. I will be paying due respect to you shortly.
We can't ignore the Jets' 4-0 loss to Melbourne City at home on Sunday night, but I certainly wouldn't dwell on it if I was them.
City themselves were trounced by Perth at home last week, but they had two extra days' recovery and hadn't played in furnace-like conditions before their trip to McDonald Jones Stadium.
Maybe that had some effect. Maybe not. Maybe the depth of the squad is being tested. Reliance on the same starters week in, week out in an Australian summer is not without perils.
Maybe it was just a poor night at the office. Brisbane had one against Sydney, Melbourne Victory have had a few and the Wanderers have, with much assistance from VAR and referees, have had five on the trot. The list goes on. Western United had a tough trot, Perth were bottom of the league three weeks ago.
It's the time of year for upsets, form reversals and surprises - bar Sydney FC, who seemingly march inexorably towards another premiership.
Were Newcastle that bad? Were Melbourne City that good? A combination of both? One of those nights?
Perth away is traditionally not the ideal game to get that important bounce back result. However, the Jets' mobility can trouble Tony Popovic's side.
Consider that Tom Glover in City's goal had saved three shots to Glen Moss's zero at halftime. Was it that much of a hiding? Nikolai Topor-Stanley, in his 300th game, was going to make a regulation interception of a through ball in the second minute, but Ben Kantarovski got a minor touch and deflected the ball into Adrian Luna's path. Bingo, you're chasing the game.
City could do no wrong, the Jets needed a break and couldn't buy one. It happens. That said, City found too much joy in behind Johnny Koutroumbis at left back and Abdiel Arroyo's hamstring injury means a lot of responsibility will fall on Angus Thurgate's young shoulders.
Perth away is traditionally not the ideal game to get that important bounce back result. However, the Jets' mobility can trouble Tony Popovic's side.
On a happier note, let's get to the magnificent triumph of Postecoglou winning the J-League in his second season of management in that competition.
One can only imagine the challenges faced by an English-speaking coach in Japan. And I'm fairly sure Japanese wasn't second choice language in the club rooms at South Melbourne Hellas in Ange's formative years.
It's a remarkable achievement on its own, but when you throw in NSL titles with his beloved South Melbourne, A-League titles with Brisbane, an Asian Cup and World Cup participation and qualification with Australia, it's the most impressive of CVs.
I had the honour of interviewing Ange at a Men of Football function as the final qualification matches for last year's World Cup loomed, and I have to say he was absolutely compelling. Positive, composed, passionate, proud and in-your-face authentic. It was as impressive as it was spellbinding, and we all left that function without the slightest doubt he would deliver.
None of us should be surprised that he is blazing a hitherto almost unimaginable trail again. Well played.
And I dare say I could say the same thing to Messi, except he is otherworldly.
The great man picked up his sixth Ballon d'Or award in 12 years as the best player in the world. Perhaps he would have 10 if Cristiano Ronaldo had played in a different era.
It's hard to explain just how good the little genius is. I can think of only one or two things I would rather watch, and probably none I could print here.
His skill and control are mesmeric, his consistency - at the stratospheric level he considers normal - crosses the borders of believability.
Why is he the best? Put simply, no one can defend against him one on one. Everyone needs assistance, the very best defenders avoid that scenario like the plague.
I know it, you know it, he knows it. Every coach in the world knows it. Opponents have never been fitter or better prepared, but still he produces, still he meets every personal expectation, still he lifts our spirits with his genius.
He will be harnessed one day by the unbeaten Father Time, who will pick his moment to appear.
Let's hope for a few more years of mystical majesty before that day arrives.