Ben Pobjie is a writer and comedian whose promising rugby career was tragically cut short the day he stopped playing rugby and had a pizza instead. The most he has ever cried was the day Balmain lost the 1989 grand final. Today he enjoys the frolics of Wallabies, Swans, baggy greens, and Storm.
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If there’s one phrase guaranteed to get any sports fan excited, it’s “Ian Baker-Finch thinks”. When the grand old man of Australian golfing failure speaks, the world listens.
Remember the name Majid Abedini, my friends. Mark it well. Write it on your hand. Enter it in your phone. Etch it deep in your brain. For it is a name you will have cause to celebrate in the not too distant future.
It was while sitting in the White Line Wireless box of dreams, commentating on the World Twenty20, that I was reminded of the darkness that still lingers over the game of cricket.
It’s not that, historically, sporting events have struggled to excite me. I get excited about the Commonwealth Games. I get excited about the World Rugby Sevens.
It has come to my attention in recent weeks that there are those among my valued readership who have become distressed by the negativity displayed in my writing.
Finally, rugby league is getting its house in order. Now that Mitchell Pearce has been handed the code’s biggest-ever fine, as recognition that he committed the worst deed any league player has ever committed, hopefully we can move forward with the new considered, methodical approach to off-field discipline.