JOHN HENDLEY'S WOLVES TOUR BLOG: PART NINE

 

Sometimes, usually when you least expect it, life has a tendency of kicking you in the teeth. And my teeth have been loosened by the news that I have no chance of seeing a Duck Billed Platypus on the tour.

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I have been reliably informed that they are very frail and shy creatures and if you tried to ferry them from East coast to West to put them in a zoo or wildlife park, you would in all probability end up with some expired Platypuses. Disappointed that I am, I wouldn't want that on my conscience. Ah well, perhaps the next time Wolves tour Australia we might go to the East coast cuz I ain't giving up yet.

 

But back to things football. The lads trained under the lights at the WACA last night and they had a brief respite from the serious stuff by having a game of Aussie Rules Football. I say Aussie Rules but there were quite a few amendments to the laws of the game and it was played using a normal football.

 

After his heroics in the cricket test match, Richard Stearman displayed his all round skills to run away with the Man of the Match award whilst Matty Hill's showing is best left unrecorded.   

 

After training the lads went back to the hotel whilst a small group went out to sample some of the local nectar. Included in our number was John (the wild man) Gough - our travelling director.

 

During our stay he has displayed some of his skills including a fine aquatic display - or a dying fly impression - at Rottnest Island (pictured - John top middle!).

 

From this.....

John Gough

to this...

John Gough

 

His early morning golf match with the Gaffer didn't go quite as well as he would have liked but, speaking as a professional, I have to say that he's pretty nifty at the bar as he does his bit for the Australian brewing industry.

 

Finally I have to confess that I caused some merriment in the gym when, to the delight of Trev and Mort our kit men, I managed to fall off an exercise bike. I'd seen the gruesome twosome working out between fags and so I thought I'd join them. But the saddle was a bit too high and I missed the pedal and keeled over. 

 

My colleagues back at Molineux need not worry though, I have been passed fit to return home and replace Skippy. So get his P45 ready.

 

EDITOR'S NOTE: Don't speak so soon Mr Hendley.  As you will see here Skippy has been locked in some pretty high-level negotiations while you've been away....

 

Skippy