In many ways, to be a true supporter of the Warriors you have to always believe that the glass is half full. Every season is a rollercoaster of ups and downs, and in the past few years there’s been a fair few carriages drive completely off the tracks. After so many rough rides, it’s no surprise that some fans decide to get off for good (until the next new attraction comes along at least!).
But year after year of disappointment also makes you naturally sceptical. It makes it hard to ward off the negative thoughts, those voices inside your head that whisper Today’s the day that it all falls apart, before every kick off, no matter what the circumstances. Continue reading Peace and Quiet
On Saturday night, I dreamed a dream that I hadn’t dreamed for a long time. It used to come and go while I was at high school, and turned up again a few times at university, but I had thought it was long gone. To this day, I’m yet to figure out exactly what it all means. Continue reading Nightmare
There was once a time when I spent many hours of my life watching Extreme Makeover. Sometimes it wasn’t just Extreme Makeover, but shows that were even more extreme, like The Swan. Before you get the wrong idea, yes I did have better things to be doing with my time, and no I don’t think that women (or men for that matter) should judge their self-worth by holding themselves up to unachievable standards of beauty.
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As Isaiah Papalii touched down for the first time in his NRL career, a spark ignited in my brain. Maybe it was the cold air restricting blood flow to my vital organs, but for a split second I thought I was onto something revolutionary, something that could change the game of rugby league, and in turn the direction of the New Zealand Warriors, forever.
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