You don’t want to get offside with the “family” as half of the Parramatta back office would know by now. People keep go missing and we’re told they’re “redundancies” but it’s funny how you never see them again. Anyway I admit I woke up in a cold sweat during our New Zealand trip one night when I felt something in the bed next to me and panicked that it was a horse’s head. Thank Christ it was only Sharpy going in for the spoon. I do worry about that bloke, some times.
Fortunately, I haven’t been late in paying Roy my protection money all year, so it looks like I’m going to be alright for the time being. I just need these pricks I coach to pull their fingers out.
Bumped in to Phil Gould at the airport. Literally. I dropped the shoulder as he walked past but he’s a fat fuck and all I copped is a bruise. Who’s he to say our warm-up lacked intensity? You know, I was watching him out there cuddling up to Freddy under that umbrella in the rain. Just because my blokes weren’t thinking about man sex, doesn’t mean they lacked passion. Fuck me, it was like minus 20 - nobody could hear each other above the teeth chattering. What did he want - a rendition of “singing in the rain”?
Anyway, I’m quite excited about naming our side today to take on the Cowboys. I’ve had the lawyers on the job going over Mort’s contract, so lets see if we can’t make some progress on that front.
Yours in Blue & Gold,
FDA
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To make light of the situation in your own way is hilarious!
No good if you DALLY.
I have employed a deliberate strategy for the last couple of years of unloading as many bandwagon fans as possible because we start playing serious football each year. I find if the bandwagon is too big throughout the season it weighs you down and you end up fucked come finals time. Indeed, I was highly confident coming into the Dragons final that their bandwagon would tilter over Bennett and his boys, whereas ours was just loading up.
Unfortunately, come grand final time our bandwagon was full again, compared to Melbourne, who nobody gives two tits about. In the end that was what got us.
I'm hopefull we get the Dragons in the grand final this year so that doesn't happen again.
I refer to a blog that currently resides in the trash section.
http://www.1eyedeel.com/forum/topics/col-of-brisbane
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