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I arrive at 'Meh' through every reaction having an equal and opposite re-reaction: both sides are fucked. The Bulldogs, obviously, are well out of order, particularly after their history, particularly because perception IS reality in this instance. The reality is the Dogs players in question are Neanderthal, misogynist, juvenile, over-pampered fuckheads. The media went looking for a story because they knew there'd be one - and sending someone like Jayne Azzopardi to stake out the site rather than a sports journo tends to indicate Ch9's news directors had fingers crossed for a suitably offensive response. It was cynical TMZ-level pap-work and it was rewarded with a result. The whole incident is basically a bunch of bratty schoolkids poking zoo gorillas with sticks and then running to teacher when they get shit hurled back at them. Both sides can go intercourse themselves with a frozen penguin. Meh. The end.
The greater issue, of course, is that losing grand finalists have no place in the competition and should be compulsorarily dissolved and all their assets sold for Friday night beer money at NRL HQ.
Let's look at the facts, people.
Canterbury, losers 2012; disintegrate into rancid misogynist pissheadery on Mad Monday.
Warriors, losers 2011; team disintegrates into playing like unmitigated arse, coach fired under acrimonious circumstances, team complete rubbish ever since.
Roosters, losers 2010: see Warriors, 2011.
Parramatta, losers 2009; see Warriors, 2011 and Roosters, 2010. Then triple it.
Melbourne, losers 2008: two sets of books. All toys confiscated and protagonists sent to their room.
Manly, losers 2007: They're Manly. 'Nuff said.
Every beaten finalist has gone on to embarrass themselves and humiliate the game in the years following. They have become a burden on the sporting public of Australasia, a farrago of shambolic fuckwittitude which cannot be allowed to continue. Therefore, I propose that beaten NRL grand finalists be drop-punted out of the NRL competition the moment they get their losers' medals on the dias. The great Newtown Bluebags, who lost in 1981 and disappeared into a financial black hole shortly afterwards, are now mourned as victims, but in truth, they are pioneers for a more dignified and heroic way forward.
Crush the losers. You know it makes sense.
Well more than anything that bloated fucksmear Kekovich has to say, anyway.
