You can point your fingers at other codes all you like but no code f**ks up as consistently and as badly as the NRL does.
Every year they manage to come up with some new way to fumble the ball and there is a huge drama that gets played out in the media.
Bucking shullfit. Fumbleball f**k-ups far outnumber league f**k-ups. It's just that the media (strangely, NSW/Qld media
and Victorian media) prefer to focus far more heavily on league f**k-ups. Plus fumbleball cover up their f**k-ups and thus do not face the scutiny that league does (and don't face the tirades that league would cop if it was trying to cover its f**k-ups).
Why? Because (a) League knows it can survive these f**k-ups, and (b) Fumbleball knows it'll be severely hurt by them, hence their history of cover-ups and not naming names.
Oh, and (c) Because more people are interested in league than fumbleball, despite what Victorians and their fellow inbred supposed-fumbleball-loving states will tell you. Honestly, the odd occasion that 60,000 wuckfits turn out to a fumbleball club game doesn't wash when even a relatively minor league scandal rates nation-wide.
[And of course, Joe Public really doesn't give a flying fightree about soccer (despite the current gala day occurring in Seth Eftica) or rugby. Hence, why I'm focussing on the two main codes]
This is why a (league) guy who simply cheated on his wife 7 years beforehand was suddenly a national disgrace, media pariah and sacrificial lamb, whilst a (fumbeball) guy who was caught with his team-mate's (admittedly hot) missus...had to change clubs but still made a living.
Matty Johns dips the wick & three-quarters of a decade later he's suddenly a leper. Wayne Carey has the worth of half a dozen league scandals under his belt, and gets the AFL version of being named an immortal!
Fair f**king dinkum - to point the finger at league when a 'clean' sport (*cough!*) like fumbleball has so many skeletons in its closet that Jeffrey Dahmer is rolling over in his grave with jealousy and a hard-on...:crazy:
