May 2014

I’m about 85% sure that I walked past disgraced sports doctor Stephen Dank this morning on my way to work. On a dreary morning in South Melbourne, Dank strangely stood out as he hurried along the Clarendon St sidewalk, an umbrella shielding his prominent face from lashings of wind and rain – and, perhaps, the…

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Alessandro Del Piero is saying ciao to Australia, and not in the ironic Double Bay wannabe-cosmopolitan way. He’s genuinely Italian, and that’s how they say goodbye. As far as I am concerned, only European people should use the word. I won’t stand for hairdressers and yuppies throwing “ciaos” out like they’re hopping onto their vespas and shooting-off…

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