Campaign against the old enemy is about to begin, yes first test against the Imperial invaders from blighty begins tomorrow
Sadly these are dark days,the era of big aussies with a rug on the chest, perm on the head and porn star moustache. Sporting nicknames like Bazza, Gazza or Dazza knocking over these snotty nosed public schoolboy Englishmen within three days of test match are over
Now we have metrosexuals with names like Michael or Mitchell or bloody Xavier who are competing with their wags for modelling contracts or the makeup bag.
For christ sake we dont even have anyone in the team named Bruce
The media and former players are circling like vultures and the English have the sprinkler dance and cocky spring in their step, bunch of horticultural poofters
It may end up being a long hard summer but lets hope at end of each test we can still hear the words
Under the Southern Cross I Stand
A sprig of wattle in my hand,
A native of my native land,
Australia you little beauty
