Special mention goes to the guys who showed up at 1pm on Sunday for our game.
Good work Fairclough, Eunice, Nathan, Cottee, Dowd, Frank, Hutcho, Mr Cool & Rens. You have made an old man very hard.... I mean happy... yeah, happy!

For those that couldn't make it, it was unfortunate. One player more and we would've smoked 'em. I guess this post can serve as a kind of tribute to all you fags who couldn't be there. Cos while we were playing, they were.....
George was oiling his abs and snacking on a carb-free juice bar. (No not Juice's bar)
Graham was trying to convince everyone he'd won THE race. Really, detectives just chased him down a hill and lost him. Apparently there is a warrant out for his arrest as he was discovered to be what was eating Gilbert Grape.
The Juice was trying to track down Tim Bailey's weather report. He had planned to ask him if he wanted some freshly squeezed nuts and then after waiting for Tim's, "which nuts?" reply, grabbing and thrusting his own nuts in the direction of the spray tanned midget, while screaming "THESE NUTS!!!!".
Edge was at the court house trying to change his name back to Reg. Judge responded with "Son, you need to be more careful. That internets can be a real motherfucker." Name remians as Edge...
English was busy being English in England. That involves getting pantsed by the worst Australian cricket captain in the history of Trevor Chappell. Those internets, really can be a motherfucker.
Nick Deluca was at a lunch in the city. How lovely! Unfortunately he left his penis at home and Erin has refused to give him back his balls so until he finds it, he is stuck in a state of gender mystery. Much like Lady Gaga and those hemmy
rumours. (Srsly click the link)
Pops was at... Pops was.. Where the fuck was that guy? Oh right, Christening. No, completely understandable. I know when I was Christened, Uncle Blogger was at Rosehill backing "Rocket Raider" in the 5th. Never forgave that prick........ I told him if he was ditching my Christening, could he throw a pineapple on "Carmen Homefirst" in the 7th (Paying $32 on the nose!). He didn't and "Carmen" came home first by about 9 lengths. Said to mum, that if Uncle Blogger comes round ever again, he'll leave a gelding.
Is that it? Is that all we were missing?