Pfft - I see all those curses and raise it to the worst curse to befall our team
The year 1997
The scene - Manly vs Newcastle GF
The protagonist - A girl I fancied and me.
In the weeks preceding I had met this fine young lady, dark eyes, exotic, intoxicating. She was everything that the typical blonde beaches girl wasn’t, I was smitten.
Cut to GF week, said young lady makes a passing comment “I’ve never been to a game before”. Simple naive me had a spare ticket and offered to take her, she accepted. We know how that played out
Fast forward to 1999 - we marry, all seems glorious in the world. But that same year discussions about a merger between Manly and North Sydney commence. In 2000 the name that shall not be mentioned replaces our beloved team for a dark period of time.
For nearly a decade our team wallows in mediocrity until 2007, we surprise many and make the GF. I attend with my best mate, and being a dutiful brother-in-law I take my nephew (who reveals himself as a Storm supporter). We know what happens next. The curse is deep and it’s roots are broad!
Balance must be restored, but how? What will remove this terrible curse? How can order be restored to our world?
2008 - I sire a child, a male child and he consumes all the attentions, energies and focus of “The curse”. And he is blonde, no dark exotic hair, yes he is fine, strong and good verily good! Could this be the one to bring order to the universe? Why yes! I do proclaim he was and our GF victory is attributed to him
Cue to last night, the chosen one yells at his mum to get out of the room while Manly is playing because she is cursed - I have trained him well
Both apologies and you’re welcome