International Rugby League comes to the Hill Dickinson Stadium

Decent seats in the West Stand level to the try line (I'll explain later Danny) and it will make a pleasant change enjoying the experience without the usual match nerves.

I really don't care who wins but I'm expecting an Australian romp -- they are so much better than "we" are. Hopefully there'll be some Aussie fans around us -- they are always good company and good for friendly banter.

I'll be up again a week later for the Fulham game but for now I'm excited for this occasion. The last time I saw the touring Kangaroos was when Ellery Hanley and Great Britain beat them at Wembley.

I understand the need for revenue and everything else but rugby at football grounds I just don't like. I never liked seeing Old Trafford with all of those markings after the rugby had been there, but hey ho.

But here I am jerking the knee and twiching as I not only have to read this stuff but write the lead story also.

Can't wait for the combined Murphy O'Neill Match Report!

I'm wondering if we know about ticket revenue, matchday spending revenue, hospitality and so on.

I was sitting at the bar enjoying a drink by myself when, next thing, the door opened and in walked the most stunning woman I've ever laid eyes on. 5'-11'' tall, stunning blue eyes, silky blonde hair, an hourglass figure, barely covered by a tiny mini skirt and a flimsy cotton top. I could see she was not wearing a bra, and her incredibly firm breasts were on show.

After watching her walk in I turned back to my beer. No sooner had I taken a sip when I turn to see her pulling another bar stool up close to me and sat down. She said 'Hi', and I said 'Hi' in return. She asked how I was and took my hand and placed it on her perfect inner thigh, rubbing it up and down.

"So, does that make you feel good?" she asked. "I'll bet you feel good," she continued. "In fact, I'll bet you've never felt this good before."

"Well, I have," I corrected her. "You see, when I was 17, I was picked to play for the school 1st XV in the National School Finals in front of a crowd of about 3,000 and I felt really good."

I immediately felt a bit pathetic saying that and I thought she would get up and go. But she took my hand off her thigh and put it up the front of her top. Her nipple pushed into my palm as she massaged my hand into her pert, perfect breast.

"How do you feel now?" she purred.

"Okay," I replied. Again, she said, "I'll bet you do. In fact, I'll bet you've never felt this good before!"

Unbelievably, I heard myself saying, "Well, actually, I have. In that game, we were down by 6 points with about 20 seconds left in the match. The opposition kicked the ball deep into our half of the field, where I caught it. I ran up field, side-stepping past the first few defenders, handed off a couple of would-be tacklers, burst through a few forwards, chipped over their fullback, regathered and scored a try right under the posts with about 2 or 3 seconds 'til full time. We were still behind by 1 point, but I had a simple kick at goal to win the match.”

"Ahhh..." she growled between clenched teeth, more than a bit miffed, pulled my hand from under her top and thrust it down the front of her skirt.

She whispered, "Well, tell me this, Mr Rugby Man: Have you ever felt such a perfect twat?"

"I certainly have," I answered, "I missed the kick."

The ground will be full of Saints and Wigan supporters, coaches booked weeks ago.

Dont watch it if you don't like, its simple enough. It will be bringing more revenue to the club, whats not to like.

As far as the result is concerned, I'm afraid the Aussies will be too good for us again.

I am a lifelong blue and saw my first game at Goodison in 1960 and only a late convert to RL (as a Wire). I agree with Les that RL has far more integrity and endeavour but nothing puts me through the emotional turmoil as the Toffees.