So we're at the game and the 2002 squad players are on the field near the entrance to the tunnel. They're forming a guard of honour, they're clapping the players on, they're walking around waving to the crowd etc. Meanwhile we are spotting racoons like mad... there's Freddy.... there's Fletch.... there's Ricko.... there's Hodgo... who's that bloke?....oh that's Luke Phillips.... geez he looks different. Eventually we've identified every player except one..... the bloke in the white shirt.
I'm asking people around me. People are pointing at him and the bloke in front of me is passing around his binos to see if anyone can identify him. From the Coogee Loiner at one end of the bay to HoLLuS and Danish at the other nobody knows who this bloke is.
At the end of the night I'm in the bus stop queue haeding back to Easts when a group of players including this bloke walk past us. I grabbed Wingy and pulled him aside and said "Mate who is that bloke? Nobody knows who he is". Wingy cracks up and says "He's not a player. He's a Bondi boy, a mate of Ricko's".
Classic.
I'm asking people around me. People are pointing at him and the bloke in front of me is passing around his binos to see if anyone can identify him. From the Coogee Loiner at one end of the bay to HoLLuS and Danish at the other nobody knows who this bloke is.
At the end of the night I'm in the bus stop queue haeding back to Easts when a group of players including this bloke walk past us. I grabbed Wingy and pulled him aside and said "Mate who is that bloke? Nobody knows who he is". Wingy cracks up and says "He's not a player. He's a Bondi boy, a mate of Ricko's".
Classic.

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