A big surprise on Friday night, a trip to watch the Brisbane Broncos vs the Parramatta Eels. Up in the corporate box, Kelvin asked me all I knew about rugby league, but I'm afraid I could not be of much help.
"A lot of big muscly types running into each other for money, *Kelvin. It's a lot like your game - it's one rough trade."
As sketchy as it was, *Kelvin seemed to be more than satisfied with this explanation, and began bugging me when he could go down to the dressing rooms. I had to keep explaining - wait for the first grade game, as the under 21s were still not over.
With dinner time upon us, catering let us down badly, as there was little food to go around. Naturally I offered *Kelvin my dagwood dog...
To be continued...
* All names changed for privacy reasons
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