Last night’s ‘game’ had one highlight – Rae’s dash from the car park back into Docklands Telstra Colonial Dome to retrieve the Tiger thermos that we forgot to collect as we left in disgust. With speed and dedication like that she should have been on the field.
Tigers, thanks for nothing. Rae, thanks for the flask.
At least you left in disgust. At Bolton, we get several regulars who leave the Reebok five mins early just to beat the traffic. I pray we score the greatest ever three goals as they are fiddling with their ignition. But we never do.