After last week's hoopla and Ice Caspades this is one of those boring, not particularly chatty weeks.
I've just popped back from a Demons planning camp where they've started grafting Neville Jetta's torso onto Sam Frost's shoulders in hopeful anticipation of playing finals and meeting 7 foot 100 inch Mason Cox again. He should be banned.
Otherwise did anything else happen last weekend, can't remember cos apparently this weekend started last night and everything's gone blank.
Phil Smith has jumped Lloydy to take a decisive lead in the Drunk. Last week's best was Coxy, up 10 with a perfect score, 6 outa 6 and zero points margin. Biggest Loser was Garth, slip-sliding away, down 12.
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