I though footballers were meant to be thick skinned, well if that's the case Justin Hodges is as thick as an anorexic supermodel on a fat farm. I mean this guy who is meant to be a "professional" on field sledger, better learn how to take it before he gives it.

O.K lets set the scene, the field looked like a footy field, half the crowd was drunk the other half hoarse, sky was black and the Clan of Cox was in full swing. Now for those of you who know me, know that I don't shut up, I can talk underwater with a mouth full of marbles. I hate silence, sitting there watching footy or what ever, I feel the need to make some sort of noise, the Cox Clan on the other hand are a quiet bunch of folk, but my god, slap me on the butt and call me Bessie, didn't that theory go out the window when the Broncos came out. The decibel level rose through the roof, the flags went up and the people stared....... thank you there is a god and I'm not the only Freak out there, yeahhhh harrr. Then the fun began, we cheered and laughed (lotta laughing) we gave the ref a bit and the boys were carving up, it was great. Then came half time, the kids where entertaining, playing a game of footy that involved 1 rule: If you have the ball, you're gunna get tackled. Then came that dreaded noise (you had to be there, it was right above our heads) called the siren to signal the 2nd half, and low and behold, guess who was on our side of the field a one Mr Justin "look at me, I'm playing fullback" Hodges. More proof there is a god. Well didn't I let it rip, some thing along the lines of  "HODGES YOU PICKED THE WRONG SIDE OF THE FIELD, YA SELL-OUT". His head didn't even flinch. Hmmm this is gunna be fun, for the next 15 mins we gave it too him, everything from us chanting  H  O  D  G   I   E  (said real slow and deep) over and over again to just general banter that really rattled him, and then it came, the reply we had all been waiting for,......he pretended to scratch the back of his head, while really giving us the finger!!!!!! WHAT THA after everything we gave him that was his reply (directed at a certain someone in the Clan O Cox, not mentioning any names*cough*Chris*cough*), I mean please, give us some credit, at least turn to us and give us the finger, the thumbs up, point to one of us, but doing something I last did in grade seven, please.

Well it was at this point I said to Chris "I think we better lay off and cheer for the Broncos, we all agreed and focused our efforts towards the boys and settled in to watch a thriller.....who am I kidding lol we gave it to him even harder than before and it wasn't only us but several of the other people sitting around us. He got so pissed off he took his frustrations out on Big Red and head slammed him. Meyers not liking this got up and nearly Casey McGuired his ass. (Speaking of Casey, Hodges didn't go near him all night).

Ahh well it was a good game, the Broncos won and Hodges folded under pressure, again, ......look I like the guy, he's never done nothing really wrong to up set me, he left Brissy and that's that. If I had bumped into him after the game I would have shook his hand told him it was us giving him hell, then run a god dam mile in the shoes from the guy in my last article. Seriously though the game was great, the crowd was fantastic, and it didn't rain.

Sledging and taking a bit of stick from the crowd is part and parcel of the game, we did it cleanly and the crowd around us had a laugh at our expense. So if anyone thinks what we did was wrong, childish, disrespectful and rude well.....thanks.

Quote from the game:
Some Lady: Man these guys never give up hahahah
Some Guy:  What do you expect... they're professionals.
Directed at The Clan of Cox and me.

Peace, Love and Mung  Beans
Prykie