MAD MADNAY….MONNAY…MONDAY?

Fear not dear readers, we will begin our Grand Final coverage in due time. I know alot of you have been feverently refreshing the page, desperate for our hilaaaaarious take on the GF but to be honest we are all barely functioning at the moment due to the Errol office’s Mad Monday.

Work Experience Boy Lachie is currently trying to solve the mystery of his missing right eyebrow, I am trying to figure out whose face I got tattooed on my ass and Sassy is staring blankly at the wall humming disco tunes and attempting to extract the numerous objects we glued in her fro when she ‘fell asleep’. Lozzy has almost finished vomiting up her insides and is currently loling at Intern John-John being passed out face down on the beanbag wearing nothing but a pair of lacey panties.

We have alot of posts coming up including a guest post from Ray, our Old South Wales correspondent on her recent conversion to league. Lozzy will be telling you all about her Big Trip To Sydney and I will be detailing my own Grand Final experience. Which consisted of me lying on my loungeroom floor in a Manly jersey from 1996 while Sassy fed me Dixie Drumsticks by hand. God how I wish that was a joke.

We will also be finishing up our Errol Award nominees posts, doing a series of Year in Review posts and most excitingly..Sassy and I will be recording an end of season podcast for you bitches.  And we will have no one to shove us out of the studio! We can talk for as long as we want. ARE YOU EXCITED??

Also, unlike the rest of the football media, we will actually be covering the upcoming World Cup. We have inexplicably been asked to do a bit of coverage for the Irish Rugby League team. And by ‘coverage’ I mean we will go to to their events, get drunk with the players and and then maybe ask them a few questions in shocking Irish accents. Because that is the sort of comprehensive journalism people have come to expect from Errol.

Also nothing is definite yet, but we are working on having an Errol Awards/huge piss up at the end of November. For realz. Stay tuned kiddies.

ps- passed out girls = not us. Our public unconciousness outfits are WAY cuter.