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The rumour about the Burgess twins won't go away with both apparently looking at the Sea Eagles for 2018.

http://www.sportingnews.com/au/leag...les-tom-george-sam-l/fnb4gzx6cjs1ght74aqsqcz2

Its not like we couldn't use them, or at least someone better (e.g. Aaron Woods). By then we should have Snake and Skivy's money freed up from the cap, that money alone would pay for them for at least one season. Plus I can't see us keeping Nate Myles or Lewis Brown (poo especially if Barrett isn't there), probably BJ as well.

At the end of this season we're going to have some good money to spend. I just hope we spend it wisely.
 
That was probably Kaufusi's best game though.
I think it is only his 3rd game,before this year he was playing at prop,I haven't seen his first 2 games of the year,but I heard he was outplaying K.Bromwich who is a NZ international for Proctor's spot.....
 
I think it is only his 3rd game,before this year he was playing at prop,I haven't seen his first 2 games of the year,but I heard he was outplaying K.Bromwich who is a NZ international for Proctor's spot.....
Proctor....another who looks average once the Storm umbilical cord is cut.
 
No one quoting Kipling's "If" yet?

Shame!

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!


'If you can meet with triumph and disaster and treat those two imposters just the same', ... stand above the players' entrance to the Centre Court at Wimbledon.
.... maybe Dan could ... put it on the home page
 
No one quoting Kipling's "If" yet?

Shame!

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

If you keep your head, whilst everybody around you is losing theirs .... you obviously don't understand what is happening.

Alfred E. Neuman.
 

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