It's nearly midnight here in Perth and I've had a couple drinks and I'm so angry I cannot make a rational post so it's time for headphones, YouTube and some great tenors and soprano voices. I'm not done but I know that I want to stop the rot. We need some fucking hard arse grown ups in the key positions.
Kevin Campions, Lockyers, Thorns, DeVeres and Webckes, Civos and Walters. No, not them but guys with true grit. We keep Haas but off the bench, some older hard nuts in the pack, centres who despise a break and want to hurt you, real angry forwards which is where the game is won. Radonikous(sic) had it right. How well can you fight and can you play a bit? **** I'm pissed. No, the money isn't why. It's because I'm not proud of my club anymore.