I can imagine old mates Hamish and Eddie getting together on the polo fields:
Eddie Bones: Hamish old boy we need some players otherwise we are going to cop a rodgering at the next world cup.
Hamsandwich: Eddie old bean, what about young Tompkinston - Smyth or Smythington - Smyth? These lads did splendidly at the last rowing regatta and what not.
Eddie Bones: Hamish old sport, those 2 boys make a mean pimms but they can barely catch a ball. Or run.
Hamsandwitch: So we've got enough props then?
Eddie Bones: we need to open the war chest.
Hamsandwitch: its open, but I don't think players are accepting 1c and 2c pieces anymore.
Eddie Bones: what we need is a few NRL players.
Hamsandwitch: What? Those plebs? But I've got enough servants already.
Eddie Bones: No, to play rugger. They're the best, without them we won't be able to beat Georgia. Which beat us last time.
Hamsandwitch: But what can we offer them? Besides a guaranteed Wallaby jersey?
Eddie Bones: try that old see the world crap.
Hamsandwitch: ok, but I don't think we'll get anyone decent.
Eddie Bones: doesn't matter, as long as we get paid.
Both: Huzzah!