THE CHAMPIONS...

What a game. It had it all. Drama, intensity, passion. And the retirement of possibly the finest front rower to wear the Broncos jersey. Not to mention his heroics in the Maroon and Oz strip. It really was a fairytale. But for my money it was never in doubt.
I sat in Covent Garden, at the Walkabout, with a couple hundred mad Queenslanders, and revelled in the excuse to drink a pint or 4 before midday. In true Aussie style I had a few bets on aswell. I should of cleaned up. But had to settle for a £40 payout. Not bad.
My only regret was not having any of my amigos around to jump up and down with, hug and spill beer on. Ah well. Looks like Coltrain and myself will be booking tickets for the World Club Challenge.... If anyones interested, let me know. Coz the Bronx are going all the way. YEEEEAAAAARRRRRGHHHHH.