A letter to a Mongrel

The following communication related to the latest final result has been intercepted by ASIO through encoded communication.

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Hey Biddie,

I know you want or need to know, we won 84 - 48.

We ate NO pizza and Frankie stole all the medals! We didn't pay, but the guy was going to look into whether we should and he may hit us up next week - this is usually the perfect time to give the game away. As far as we know there are games on next week but I have this feeling we are due for a bye.

The game was just the usual nothing special, Bonky served into the net at least once, they kept tipping just in front of him and there was this great line hit that well didn't quite come close to anywhere near the court.

Puss picked out purple shirt on a number of occasions and managed to hit tape more often than not.

Cookie well he had one thing to do in back court and well what can I say - he may want to go back to setting.

Frankie was superb and everything she touched turned to gold and, well, I carried the team as usual, apart from the two missed serves, the numerous bad sets, the bad calls etc.... but there was this one handed block that deserves mention - the crowd went wild and the other team was ready to give up and just concede. Actually they stopped the clock just so we could all absorb the true magic that I brought to the game - it was very moving. Anyway enough about my heroics - hope your ok for next week.

Steve (The Magician) Blatchford