i always shout pots to the opposition players who i have carted all over the park you must have been one of the very many i have smashed around the park
i have tons of frends espeshally the players from the 2 flags i played in at yarraville and they are still trying to sign me up to come back but cant meet my high demands. everyone knows im a prooven match winner so i need to be looked after acordinly
his a good frend of mine but i wouldnt bat on anything he prepares been there done that - the wicket was as lively as mr warriguls daughter after a few cruisers
i watched my old team in the semi and we were to good for hoppers even without me in the side. i dont needa play anymore i just sit back and drink there cheap piss but some catches were dropped in gully that i would have taken with my eyes shut and nearly cost them the game - i always played...
dont tell me the 2 premeirships i played in werent won on merit you banana head,i worked my ass off for those medals and i played for the love of the afternoon teas dished up down there like most of the other lads
dont believe what everyone says about me being a mercenary i play for the love of...
i played there for years they are a great bunch of people they just like to take the mickey dont take them too serious southern and yes buckets would be in good spirits somewhere now
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