Stop playing nice boys it's game day.
**** talk begins now....
This is actually worth a read, Matty Johns alter ego Reg and his week long diary.
www.dailytelegraph.com.au/nocookies?a=A.flavipesThis is a snippet from day 4
AM: Laurie Daley is desperate for us to arrive in Brisbane as low key as possible, and just try to blend in.
So we arrive by horse and cart.I haven’t visited Brisbane much, they say it’s like a big country town and I tend to agree.Most of the roads are dirt, the people I found to be totally uneducated and the level of personal hygiene was nothing short of appalling.
We arrive at our ‘5 Star’ hotel, which by Queensland standards might be luxury, but by Sydney standards was basically the Kings Cross heroin injecting room.The ‘hotel’ staff greet us with a traditional Brisbane welcome, which is four or five banjo players, two blokes on the spoons, a fellow blowing into a bottle and some poor bludger with a solitary tooth in his head, singing, “Mamma don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys.”It was like Deliverance on steroids.PM:
We go to Suncorp Stadium for a training run, but unfortunately there’s an event taking place.It’s Goat Breeding Season in Queensland and through the week, 100 of the city’s finest Angora goats are assembled in Suncorp Stadium and the locals turn up to watch them make love.Tonight’s sold out, however Aaron Woods and I purchase some tickets off a scalper.Note to team, avoid getting tackled on the 22m line, 10m out from the right touchline, at the Northern End.
Mac
Guerra is the go ..... will the Cronkster be fit ..... wonder if the beer will be cold in 'vegas ..... farken refs better stash that rotten swine of a whistle in their jocks 
Farah will be in I reckon 
gonna be a crackerjack game 
