Posts Tagged ‘NRL’

Get into bed with the Greens - Thursday, April 29th, 2010

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Newsletter from Australia

White House,
Washington DC.,

30th April 2010

Dear Mr. President,

I’m sure you’ve heard of ANZAC Day.  It’s the time when all our brave lads who survived the wars go out to remember those who didn’t.  But some of them like Neville get so hammered they forget what they’re supposed to remember.

This year they had a new fallen comrade.  Neville was so pissed that on his way home he fell into a roadworks trench and cut his head.  He reckons he should get a medal for being wounded in the trenches.

Anyway I had to rush him down to the hospital to get it stitched.

Kevin’s been rabbiting on for weeks about how he’s going to fix hospitals so I thought I’d check him out.  When we got to the emergency department I told them we expected Kevin class service.  They laughed their heads off, stuck a plaster on Neville’s head and made us wait five hours for the stitches.  Tell you what, Kevin’s a great talker but when it comes to action he instantly reduced everyone in the hospital to stitches except of course poor old Neville.

I don’t know what it is with the Greens.  Kevin said the greatest moral challenge of our time was to get into bed with the Greens on climate change.  Following the events in Western Australia and Kevin’s decision to dump the ETS it seems the greatest moral challenge of our time is not to get into bed with the Greens.

David Bartlett and Troy Buswell should both reflect on the fact that the Greens policy is not to chop down trees only people.

The Club’s World Affairs Think Tank met this week to discuss a topic of profound global significance, “Who is the biggest pain in the arse in the world today?”

Fred started off proceedings by claiming it was me.  Bloody cheek.  Marge reckons its Tony Abbott because she can’t stand him but still gets dirty thoughts when she sees him in his tight-fitting lycra cycling gear.

Our Elsie’s brother Cyril reckons its Archbishop Pell because he’s a celibate bloke who presumes to advise women on what they should do with their bodies when he and his uncelibate mates are much more qualified.

Our Mavis’ Bert reckons it’s Julia Gillard (how could he?) because she’s been in love with Mark Latham, Kim Beazley, Tony Abbott and Craig Emerson and still blames John Howard for everything.

Mildred reckons its Warren Beatty because she was madly in love with him but it now turns out he’s slept with 29,999 others.

Madge reckons it’s a tie between Ahadinejad and Hugo Chavez because they’ve got their head so far up each others arses that when one of them farts he gives the other a stinking headache.

Marj reckons its Al Gore because he failed to warn us about the biggest disaster of all, himself.

I reckon it’s David Gallop the CEO of the NRL because despite all the letters I’ve written to him he still allows referees who hate the Eels to ruin our matches and he’s threatened me with a lifetime ban if I go out on the ground to advise them how to do it better.

Till next week,

Gaelene Woo
President

In a Different League - Thursday, July 23rd, 2009

In rugby league circles a sobering thought has been gaining momentum. Players are getting suspended, fined and fired for consuming the products of on-air TV sponsors which they are supposed to promote.

In a non-descript bar in inner Sydney the audacity of hope has once again come to the rescue. One of the game’s leading thinkers was forced to pause mid-schooner as he reeled from the shockwaves of not one but two flashes of pure genius.

Rugby league and grog he realised were inseparable and what’s more if it’s ok to drive up to .05 then it’s ok for playing rugby league.

Upon hearing these revelations the game’s leading administrators could hardly contain their excitement. Suddenly there was a future for the game beyond relying on the authorities to grant day release to players on match days.

Some commentators were of the view that the rugby league’s problems were all off the field but John Hopoate poked a hole in that theory.

It is believed that as part of revolutionary changes planned for the game players would be allowed to train and play matches with a blood alcohol level up to .05. A couple of cold ones before they take the field will help to steady players’ nerves and overcome hangovers from previous matches.

This strict new alcohol regime has only been made possible by state-of-the-art breath testing technology. During a game micro-chips embedded in players’ mouths would transmit signals to a touchline breath monitoring station. If a player’s blood alcohol level is monitored at below .02 a trainer would rush out with a revitalising top-up can.

On the other hand if a blood alcohol level exceeds .05, due to the consumption of an incremental pre-match can or two, the player immediately gets ten minutes in the grog bin.

Administrators have finally concluded there’s only one way to stop players drink driving, ban them from driving.

There will be no limit on the alcohol level for referees. Everyone believes they are blind anyway so if that’s the state they are actually in no one will notice.

Measures in prospect to help get player off-field activities under control are especially encouraging. Pubs and clubs could soon have binge bars, a concept tailor-made for rugby league players.

Binge bars will be designed to withstand drunken rampages, assaults, glass throwing, indecent exposure and riots. The strict bar dress code for non-players is likely to be body armour, hard hats and boxes (optional for ladies).

Extremely strict licensing laws will be enforced in all binge bars. Anyone drinking at a rate of under six schooners an hour and showing obvious signs of sobriety will be escorted to a public bar for their own safety. They will not be readmitted until they have satisfied the landlord they can meet the consumption and behavioural standards required under the terms of his binge drinking licence.

As part of its player education programme the NRL is thought to be considering a binge drinking course. Successful students would be invited to a special passing out ceremony.

Following a recent incident in an hotel NRL toilet training courses will need a new set of directions.

Some critics believe this programme could mean the end of state of origin because players wont be able to remember where they came from but others are looking forward to a state of oblivion.