Full load and thunder, Ribbons of blue
Ice on the window, Ice in my heart
Fooling with thunder, Every time we start
Bleak look out the window. Bleak walking. A real community feel when you all huddle out of the rain.
Sarge channels Big Merv Bay 13 antics. While Guy plots in the background, chalk board to scoreboard.
Or is it any wonder, The streets are dark? Is it any wonder, We fall apart?
Almost stepped on the little guy hiding in the waves at Manly
The Masters of the Universe are absent with financial pressures. Chippo goes AWOL, using up his free gym membership to work on those mighty pectoralis muscles?
Decided to hang at the point, to get some Express action.
I'm the one at the wall, with tyre tracks on my back!
Misread their line, and didn't realise the significance of the inside Gauntlet channel.
Zig Zag’s Pitch Report
Free of wetsuit, I can feel it in my bones. 18.7? Lost buoyancy, swimming vertically and horizontally erratically. Triangles? More like a dodecahedron. Clear. Lots of ray action. Bay to myself. Gotta shake my tail to stay in front of the Express. Why did anyone stay in bed today, it’s amazing in the water.
Duncan hustles to the café, trying to get in front of Fiona’s 15 latte order
Thanks for the Swim Team, don’t let your true love run cold
Rusty the Fish, Carolinebythebeach & Dr Zig Zag.
oh yeah and Drinksy says don't forget next Tuesday is Salt Joy at the Steyne. Come dressed as your 'favourite tribe'
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