Shaun is a long suffering one-eyed Parramatta Eels fan. Back in his glory days he played local representative cricket and rugby league on the North Coast but that was a long time ago. These days his involvement in League is confined to a few beers (or a hell of a lot with his mate Paul) watching the game. However he still runs around the cricket pitch during summer for the Terrigal-Matcham cricket club. Shaun also blogs at Rock ‘N’ Roll Damnation and Larvatus Prodeo.
Mickey Commercial has now retired from competitive football. Known for terrier-like abilities on the field, a serious case of ankle-knack has forced an early retreat to the stands.
Five is a blogger and an avid winter sports fan. Actually, that’s overstating it. She’s an occasional blogger and a one-eyed AFL fan. She does sometimes, if there is beer handy, find herself engaging with cricket. She has every intention of becoming one of those horrible loudmouthed sideline kidsport mothers, whether her son wants her to or not, because she herself didn’t think sport was any fun until she was 23, and sees no reason why she shouldn’t wreck it for others. She can frequently be heard boasting about the fact that her youthful laziness means she has not got to think about knee or hip replacements for quite some time yet.
Phil is into cycling, prior to that it was tennis, and before that it was West Indian cricket played with home made bats and cricket balls made with mango seeds in it’s core…….really. He loves all sport, except those nancy boys in so-called motor(sport?!?) which appear to have no elements in it that define it as such. Active in sport from a very young age and excessively co-ordinated, Phil can probably beat you in cycling, tennis, running, table tennis, rhythmic gymnastics (ball/ribbon) and snowshoeing.
Leinad is a born-again Association Football nerd, who returns to sportsmania after a prolonged recess following his heady days as lead striker and grandfinal goalscorer of the Marrickville Red Devils 1993-1994 U/8s. He plays park soccer as a roaming leftback and will get around to club soccer sometime… eventually.
tigtog never aimed at any higher sporting level than that required to thrash her cousins and most boyfriends, which meant inadvertently qualifying to represent the school quite often. Such satisfactions are now pursued vicariously, unless challenged to handball, when middle-aged spread means nothing to a truly ruthless woman. tigtog also blogs at Hoyden About Town and Larvatus Prodeo. Go you good things!
The Plastic Druid was indoctrinated into rugby union during a Welsh boyhood and has strenuously resisted all attempts at deprogramming. A solid presence on the rugby pitch, his talent alas did not match his passion, although his dream of representing Wales in an International was realised in the ancient art of tiddlywinks (seriously). He used to be a strong recreational tennis player, but knee-knack put paid to that. The Plastic Druid is also known as mr tog, but resisted blogging up until the silvertongued sidelined mob asked for contributions.