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<p>A fun game might be to name your crapiest starting 15 who've played 20+games.<br><br>
Some jump out at me straight away.<br><br>
1 - Tama Tuirirangi<br>
2 - Joe Ward<br>
3 - Tim Fairbrother<br>
4 - Dion Waller<br>
5 - Luke Andrews<br>
6 - Campbell Feather<br>
7 - Martin Leslie<br>
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9 - Chris Smylie<br>
10 - Jimmy Gopperth<br>
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12 - Riki Flukey<br>
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14 - David Smith<br>
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<p>No way does Martin "Twitchy" Leslie belong in this team, he was sensational in 97 leading up to the semi finals.</p>
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<p>In fact a few of these guys are pretty damn good for such crap players to be honest. I don't think an AB ( albeit a brief one ) deserves one of the locking spots.</p> -
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<p>Mark Reddish was such a non entity I'd forgotton him. Mind you, the ref wouldn't notice him either unlike Waller who likely will be carded.</p>
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<p>Guess our coaches knew how to get the best out of Reddish down here in Landers-land . . . :whistle:</p> -
<p>I can't see his name amongst the list of Hurricanes players <a data-ipb='nomediaparse' href='https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Category:Hurricanes_(rugby_union)players'>https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Category:Hurricanes(rugby_union)_players</a> but what was the name of the guy that came up from Canterbury who played fist five and had some kind of drealocks? Think it might have been Mal someone???? He probably would not be eligible for consideration given the 20 matches requirement. </p>
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<blockquote class="ipsBlockquote" data-author="Higgins" data-cid="598215" data-time="1468963997">
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<p>I can't see his name amongst the list of Hurricanes players <a data-ipb='nomediaparse' href='https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Category:Hurricanes_(rugby_union)players'>https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Category:Hurricanes(rugby_union)_players</a> but what was the name of the guy that came up from Canterbury who played fist five and had some kind of drealocks? Think it might have been Mal someone???? He probably would not be eligible for consideration given the 20 matches requirement.</p>
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<p>Thats him, thanks Smudge. I have done a google search to see what happened to him but seems to have disappeared off the scene since he fronted up for Southland in 2000 <a data-ipb='nomediaparse' href='http://www.stuff.co.nz/southland-times/opinion/blogs/the-roar/1880654/Memorable-imports'>http://www.stuff.co.nz/southland-times/opinion/blogs/the-roar/1880654/Memorable-imports</a>. Interesting to note a number of Hawkes Bay names on the list of featured players in the link. I doubt even Nepia could defend some of them!</p>
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<p>Thats him, thanks Smudge. I have done a google search to see what happened to him but seems to have disappeared off the scene since he fronted up for Southland in 2000 <a data-ipb='nomediaparse' href='http://www.stuff.co.nz/southland-times/opinion/blogs/the-roar/1880654/Memorable-imports'>http://www.stuff.co.nz/southland-times/opinion/blogs/the-roar/1880654/Memorable-imports</a>. Interesting to note a number of Hawkes Bay names on the list of featured players in the link. I doubt even Nepia could defend some of them!</p>
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<p>I wouldn't, hell, I've suggested adding a HB to the list, Stargazer might defend them.</p>
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<p>Can't remember Skipworth though, Ward Maere RIP, and Norm was dead to me the moment he left HB for that god forsaken province.</p> -
This thread is hilarous !!!
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<p>This thread is hilarous !!!</p>
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<p>To summarise, if you don't kiss an Ardie Savea poster before bed each night you're a Matt Todd lover and therefore damned for all eternity.</p> -
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<p>I wouldn't, hell, I've suggested adding a HB to the list, Stargazer might defend them.</p>
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<p><strong>Can't remember Skipworth though</strong>, Ward Maere RIP, and Norm was dead to me the moment he left HB for that god forsaken province.</p>
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<p>Stretching my memory a long way but think he might have played for Colenso Pirates or whatever they were called way back then.</p> -
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<p>To summarise, if you don't kiss an Ardie Savea poster before bed each night you're a Matt Todd lover and therefore damned for all eternity.</p>
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<p><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:large;">A day in the life of Phooey</span></span><br><strong><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">29</span></span></strong><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong> May, 2003 </strong><img height="15" src="http://old.thesilverfern.co.nz/images/writers/shoot_me.gif" width="50" alt="shoot_me.gif"> <strong>JP & DonSteppa</strong></span></span><br><br><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">All times set on Hong Kong Phooey time, 4 hours behind NZ. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">3:24am: Woke up from a horrible dream that my eye-patch had shifted from my left eye to the right. All I could see were images of Jerry Collins. Rolled over and counted sheep to get me back to sleep.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">7am: Alarm went off. Love waking up to the sound of the Crusaders theme music and this morning was no exception.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">7:01am: Turned off the theme music and got out of bed. Put on my “Todd Blackadder Fluffy Bunny Slippers®â€. Paused momentarily to check that my life-sized cardboard cutouts of Todd Blackadder and Rueben Thorne didn’t have any dust on them lest it detract from their wondrous magnificence and impression of awe that they give from the foot of my bed.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">7:04am: Amble to computer and check the Silverfern website. Full of posts from obnoxious BoP Mafia. Barely concealed my contempt for their incessant ramblings by not lowering myself to respond to them.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">7:06am: This is the height of insolence. JP has spelt Scott Robertson’s name incorrectly. You’d expect better seeing Robertson is originally from his feeder union BoP after all. Gave up on SF for now in disgust, but not before resolving to spite him later on.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">7:07am: Grabbed a bowl of cereal. Still haven’t heard back from South China Milk Co-op regarding their disgusting use of blue as the colour for their standard milk bottle tops. The red vivid will have to do for now.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">7:08am: Set down in front of TV and put on my video of the last 10 mins of the 1998 Super 12 final. It’s nearly worn out so resolved to re-order a backup as I only have two backups left.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">7:17am: Laughed heartily once more at Tonu’u as James Kerr scores the winning try.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">7:25am: Got ready for work, carefully observed if my mutton chops were reaching the same lengths as Andrew Merthans, made mental note to collect some more ginger dye from pharmacist.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">7:35am: Left for work, scheming ways to make my props lift me higher at training tonight and wondering if they watched the 4 hour video I gave to them of Highlights of Crusaders Scrums 1996 – 2002.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">8:23am: Arrived at work to an e-mail from Gary abusing me about the Super 12 final loss to the Blues. Resolved to get coffee. Extra-strong.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">8:28am: Leaving our pleasantly decorated tea-room. Relieved that the Chinese use a lot of red as a lucky colour so I don’t have to condemn them as sporting heathens. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">8:30am: Set myself down for another hard day at work.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">8:35am: Start browsing the Silverfern, JP clearly is an imbecile, not only did he spell Robertson’s name wrong but has misquoted his height by an entire centimetre!! Clearly such slander shall not go unpunished!! </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">9:30am: Still fuming about Scott Robertson’s height being misquoted. Have to take out frustrations on the new Jerry Collins dartboard I recently purchased.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">10:30am: Depression has now set in, can’t believe that the Crusaders have only come second in the super 12. SF filled with incancessant Aucklanders braying about their toffee-boy pin-up raging poof. Ya-boo what a bunch of soft-cocks those bloody Blues are and now only 11 Cantab’s in the All Blacks. Switch eye-patch over with black-side showing, this is clearly a time of mourning for NZ rugby.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">10:45am: Noted the daily telegraphs from Donsteppa begging for the BoP to be admitted to the Crusaders ceased on Sunday. Resolved to check with Kirwan if he has started receiving them now from Donsteppa. Bastard.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">11:30am: Spot news article with Helen Clarke wearing a lovely red suit, clearly she’s a astute and insightful leader and worthy of her position, must make notes to encourage my friends to vote for her in the next election.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">12 noon: Break for lunch, am concerned with the amount of blue I keep seeing in the office, clearly there are a few closet Auckland supporters around here that have only come out of the wood-work now that their team have won the Super 12. Of course this is the type of behavior one would expect from Auckland supporters, only coming out when their team actually wins, no sense of loyalty.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">12:30pm: Spent majority of lunch break chasing up the props in my rugby team and quizzing them as to whether they watched that video I gave them. I have my suspicions that Ho-Chow-Mi-Wong has relatives in Auckland and is secretly supporting them, as not only did he fail to recite the Canterbury front row of the 1995 season but mentioned the name Steve McDowell!!! </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">1:30pm: Am convinced that imbeciles surround me. Tried to convince Woo-Chi-Wang-Song of the comparative merits of Shane Philpot compared to Leon McDonald at fullback and all he did was stare blankly at me. Clearly my rugby genius is far too much for him to take.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">2:30pm: Again my rugby genius goes unheard, I’m almost sick of the pathetic weaklings that inhabit the Silverfern, what sort of blithering rugby ignoramus could not see the vital necessity of having Caleb Ralph in the team, the crying shame that Broomhall and Robertson were over-looked, and the fact that if we can’t win the Bledisloe cup with only 13 Crusaders in the starting line-up how will we ever win it with only 11 in the entire squad?? </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">3pm: Mokey corrected a spelling mistake of BartMan’s. Great effort to correct the morons on this board. I wonder if she is single?</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">3.05pm: Brief period of guilt for feeling attracted to a non-Canterbury supporter, senselessly bellowed “Reuben Thorne, Reuben Thorne, Reuben Thorne†for a few minutes. Felt much better afterwards.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">4:30pm: Delighted to see that courier had delivered my copy of “Todd Blackadder’s Greatest Lineout Takes 1991 - 2001†and “Rueben Thorne’s Rampaging Runs in the Black Jersey†on DVD. Immediately put it on and watched it non-stop.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">4:32pm: End of DVD, stunned speechless at the blessed fortune that Canterbury has such inspirational leaders.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">5pm: Looks like some O/T tonight waiting for a package from the Kuala Lumpur office. Noted Team Rebel has turned up for his shift on the Silverfern and is engaged in a series of inane posts with Donsteppa about who will play in the P/R game. Amateurs.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">5:37pm: On the way to rugby practice. Had to punch someone wearing a yellow and black jersey that was staring at me funnily.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">6pm: Consumed with rage. Club committee tuned down application to switch club colours to red’n’black. May have to look at transferring to Valley.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">6:05pm: Cursed at one of the props who clearly wasn’t on the same wavelength as me regarding lifting technique with specific reference to Greg Feek vs. Buller in the 2002 pre-season NPC warmup.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">6:37pm: Our fullback dropped it yet again at practice. Gave him the nickname “Cullyâ€.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">7:02pm: Exchanged heated words with our blindside flanker after I caught him not inspecting the ruck during our shadow training run. Told him Reuben Thorne would be ashamed of him. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">8:30pm: At home and showered up after training. Cheered myself up by putting on a Crusaders jersey of 1999 vintage.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:small;">8:33pm: On the SF again. Berated Mencey yet again for being a Cullen fan. Where do these Wellingtonians get off?</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">8:34pm: Team Rebel got annoyed at me for absolutely no reason so I called him a oversensitive FluffyBunny. Really, getting irritated just because I asked what division Northland were in and called all halfbacks piston wristed gibbons. No wonder NZ rugby is getting soft.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">8:38pm: Gary rang to ask me if I needed counselling. Can’t decide whether to go down to the pub to meet him or break open another specially imported box of Canterbury Draught.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">8:41pm: Canterbury Draught wins. Rang back Gary and told him to eat another toffee pop and drink another latte and that the Blues were hapless Johnn-come-latelies who will soon get their come-uppance.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">8:45pm: Started to watch a replay of the 1999 S12 final to cheer myself up.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">9:15pm: Really enjoying this game. Resolved to send copies to Dangerman & Lise. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:small;">10:00pm: Laughed uproariously as Taine’s men again struggle to contend with the real powerhouse of Southern rugby. Thrilled to see the real Southern men standing up on the day, guys like Marika Vunibaka, </span></span><span style="font-size:small;">Afato So'oalo and Norm Berryman. Excellent stuff.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:small;">10:30pm: Went to bed but not before lovingly dusting framed pictures of Todd Blackadder holding aloft various Super 12 trophies and once again checking that life-sized cardboard cut-outs were ok. Rested my </span></span><span style="font-size:small;">“Todd Blackadder Fluffy Bunny Slippers®†under the bed and got into my Crusader print pj’s. Nodded off to the delightful sounds of “Todd Blackadders greatest after match speeches†on tape. All is well with the world.</span></p>
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<p>That's outstanding.......and I don't even know who Phooey is.....</p>
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<p>He was a bit like the bastard love-child of Canerbry and The Baron (a bit of Ramsay Bolton thrown in for good measure).</p> -
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<p>Guess our coaches knew how to get the best out of Reddish down here in Landers-land . . . :whistle:</p>
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<p>3 to 4 years ago the Highlanders were crap. Reddish was never a stand out player at the Canes but you are correct in that whatever they are doing in Lander land they buy into the team concept and guys like Reddish and Ainley do not play like journeyman</p> -
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<p>He was a bit like the bastard love-child of Canerbry and The Baron (a bit of Ramsay Bolton thrown in for good measure).</p>
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<p>I though Canerbry was his bastard love child? Phooey was definitely the Osama Bin Laden of the Canterbury cell when I arrived. </p>
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<p>Phooey was definitely the Osama Bin Laden of the Canterbury cell when I arrived. </p>
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<p>who is today's equivalent? The Ayman al- Zawahiri to be precise :)</p> -
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<p>I though Canerbry was his bastard love child? Phooey was definitely the Osama Bin Laden of the Canterbury cell when I arrived. </p>
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<p>I thought MN5 has been here as long as me so should remember him?</p>
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<p>According to a quick profile stalk I've been here since 06, you 07 ( which makes you marginally less sad than me, although you've posted 4000 more times so maybe not )</p>
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<p>I guess I mustn't have been paying attention ( which sums up my fern career nicely )</p> -
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<p>I though Canerbry was his bastard love child? Phooey was definitely the Osama Bin Laden of the Canterbury cell when I arrived. </p>
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<p>I thought MN5 has been here as long as me so should remember him?</p>
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<p>Which came first, the chicken or the egg?Like father like son and other assorted sayings.</p>
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<p>Better not track the genalogy too far - we're already on the path to identifying The Baron as the Mother of Dragons and the mind boggles! :)</p> -
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who is today's equivalent? The Ayman al- Zawahiri to be precise :)</p></blockquote>
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<p>According to a quick profile stalk I've been here since 06, you 07 ( which makes you marginally less sad than me, although you've posted 4000 more times so maybe not )</p>
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<p>I guess I mustn't have been paying attention ( which sums up my fern career nicely )</p>
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<p>Yep, I think I'm much more sadder than you going by that. My first week was probably spent fending off Phooey and his pack for daring to suggest all things red and black weren't the greatest in the world.</p>
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<p>who is today's equivalent? The Ayman al- Zawahiri to be precise :)</p>
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<p>Don't worry Sammy, you only drift there occasionally. ;)</p>