It’s 6:10am, I’m awoken by Mr T meowing for food, (another shortlisted pet for never getting beat on ground) and pull on my 2012 QUT Radelaide AUGs short, which act as a pleasant reminder that I, yes, have always been quite average at sport. I look at my calendar, it’s WGTC S3 day !!! For another season I’ll be joining Leigh, Sam, and Mitch, with the podcast you never knew you needed, but wish you found far earlier, as their dulcet tones serenade your ears with the softness of a thousand feathers from the wings of angels. So grab yourself a beverage (I hear Alchemy are pretty good?) and get around the boys! 🍫🍫🍫