As pointed out by G&GR readers, everyone’s favourite Chief Rugby Correspondent has some pretty variable mug shots out there (haven’t we all?). And as they say, every picture says a thousand words….
Gregory the apprentice
Keen as mustard, this picture – taken on his second day at work – captures the apprentice scribe’s diligence (cop the specs & tie), ambition and joie de vivre. If he can keep the stories as sharp as his pencil, he could even one day make Chief Rugby Correspondent. No time for lunch though, I’ll just grab a pie.
He certainly found the pies, but this chirpy and effervescent journo is still like a big Labrador bouncing around the office and tracking down those hard to get stories. A fully grown rugby reporter, how lucky can you get?
The growling begins
A little older, a little wiser, and more than a little pissy. Greg’s chipper smile has faded as the temples have greyed. Who do these footy players think they are? I made them who they are! These SFS pies are cold.
What, the fµck , are you looking at fµck face? Fµck Gregan, fµck Flowers, fµck the ARC, fµck Connolly and fµck the Wallabies – said a high placed ARU source. You fµcks don’t know how lucky you fµcking are. Pass me a fµcking four’n twenty – and fµck off.