The NRL flogs their merchandise everywhere. You can buy so much team-themed stuff. All of it seems unnecessary and superfluous. Okay, okay, I indulged. Only a bit. Alright, I'll confess. I bought the Nate Myles teddy bear sort of thing. I bought the Nate Myles inflatable doll (stupid thing required you to pierce a layer of plastic to try to inflate it. Try to process that. You need to pierce an inflatable thing without piercing the rest of it. I failed. Actually, NO! They failed! Idiots). I wanted to inflate it to punch the hell out of it. I bought all the Micro Figures with my niece. That was actually really, really fun. We kept getting Foran, so, as a threat to the rest of the packets to contain a different player, we started taking them apart, or burying them, or throwing them next door. We got the Micro Figure Goal Kicking game. I always lose. She's better than me at everything. I got the Manly bag, stickers, even the key ring, which I have added to my keys, next to the 5 other Manly ones I have. Wow. Admitting all of that has lifted a heavy and shameful rod off my back. Oh, and for reasons beyond my comprehension, I keep finding the Jorge Taufua Micro Figure in my bed. I have to ask Georgey, my son (Golden Labrador), if he's bringing the bloke in. It's creepy.