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Life has been very quiet lately with the hunting and fishing season now ended. I have a lot of spare time on my paws, so what to do? A dilemma I am yet to have an answer to, as besides the odd rumble on The Strand, there is not a lot happening.

Oops I forgot; there is a rugby thing going on soon, a switch from hunting game to just watching the game. So I guess the boss and I will be parked in front of the television getting our fix of sporting mania.
We do have tickets to go see my team – well the one I think is going to win anyway – I even got the boss man to slip a lazy tenner on my Georgian mates. At odds of about a 1000 to one, if they come up trumps I will be living in the lap of luxury for years to come. But I am not holding my breath. As the boss says, they have as much chance of winning as Tauranga has of getting a vibrant CBD.

As for the CBD, Tauranga has to be one of the very few cities in the world that does not have a central business district. It's sad really and I can only sympathise with downtown businesses. I guess someone soon will get more consultants to give us more recommendations on our spectacular waterfront.

All that aside: 'Go Georgia!” You rock; not at all like SBW or shall we call him ‘Silly Bloody Whinger'. Either play or go somewhere else and use your mercenary tactics on them; the Froggies for instance, as they have never been shy on a little bit of mercenary mayhem; that Rainbow boat springs to mind.

We will see you Georgian lads in Palmerston North when you do battle with that other team that has the misfortune to dress in yellow, Romania. The boss sincerely hopes that you have brought legions of female supporters.

I was hoping to avoid having to bring up the issue of last Saturday's game – as we are still in a state of shock. Turning the television off did not seem to help – the score did not change and the boss and I have never seen the boys in black so totally out played by passion, very weird. It's like the headmaster had pulled the lads' pants down in the changing room and given them a spanking. As I was told once, it is very hard to perform after a whack on the buttocks.

No worries, Ted seems to still be able to talk the talk, hmm, I have heard it before though. I just really do hope they meet Georgia in the final and that there is no SBW playing. And I certainly hope the Tokoroa knee jerker – namely Quince Cooper – is not on the field. Even if Australia is there, as by then I am hoping that 'Big Bad Brad” has grabbed Quince's leg and shoved it in his ear.

At the end of the day, as long as everyone has had some fun and either the All Blacks or mighty Georgia win the cup, I will be happy. So on that note, I am off to my duvet and will be gearing myself up for the World Cup by watching the mighty 'Mooloo Men” cook some Canterbury lamb in the ITM finals this weekend.

Cheers all, take it easy out there and remember; if you moan you are alone, so smile and have a little fun.