If going to bed before the end of State of Origin I
meant I didn’t have to witness the Blue’s ecstatic
celebration, then I’d be excused embarrassment
thin whatever tolerance survives th’ game; you’d
like to think they’re professional sportsmen - not
it bleeds both ways, so for the egos survival may
a few seconds on TV be all they ever need. But
lent the occasion a bit of philosophical character
to measure against the NSW ‘humbleness’
or we’ll be in a State of mourning - now maybe
there’s a daunting thought to ponder …
© 29 May 2014, I. D. Carswell
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