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Saturday, November 22, 2003


GO THE WALLABIES!
Edited 1:11am. Depression has set in. There's something not right about a game that allows the rules and tactics to change completely in the dying minutes of a match so much that it's not recognisable as rugby union any more, but AFL or soccer. Still - GO THE WALLABIES. One better in 4 years' time, eh?



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