Testosterone wasn’t in short supply Saturday night, after reports of post-victory violence outside a club president’s home was confirmed by delivery of mobile phone footage to The Mango Inquirer tonight.
With very little information available on the incident, I’m left with no alternative, than to fill this vacuum with the other knowledge I have on football, which is limited.
Stopped following the sport about the time I hit puberty, and Super League split the code.
While drinking outside Six Tanks yesterday arvo, a team dressed in celebratory end-of-season costumes walked by.
One of them said: “F*ck this c*nt” indicating at the Mango, before also saying: “No offence mate”.
Didn’t even have a phone in my hand!
Was the weirdest, sweetest moment.
If you told me I’d become a sports reporter a few years ago, I’d have said bullshit.
More post-season updates if they become available.
We are The Mango Inquirer.
