When you’ve had a week at boot camp swimming across lakes in temperatures of 1 degree and route marching through the bush through the night, I think you can be expected to let off a bit of steam. Hey – maybe even until 5.30 in the morning, I mean there’s no test next weekend (this time). But why is it that Chief Idiot LT manages to be the always be the one getting himself well and truly neck deep in it time and time again? Widely reported around the traps (Gossiping Greg has gone apoplectic) is how Tuqiri and Dunning got on the piss at a night-club until 4.30 and then went back to their hotel rooms with a couple of girls and two mungos, until 5.30 (one can only speculate whether LT and his mungo mates were initiating the drop kick king into the spit-roasting fraternity). At about that time a taxi driver got his skull fractured outside the hotel and the police decided to take the Wallabies’ fingerprints. They’ve since been ruled out of the taxi driver incident. As I’ve written before, the ice is getting thin under the six million dollar man. There are a bunch of promising wingers out there; Ashley-Cooper, Turner, Mitchell, Shepherd and Ioane to name a few. If the ARU still haven’t signed his long-term contract, I’d leave it that way. There’s a better than evens chance that LT won’t be in the Wallabies the other side of this world cup on form alone. He really doesn’t need the dick-head stuff.