Scarfman
Knitter of the Scarf
Hello to all that can find this post. I don't want this posted anywhere more public since I'm just not that relevant to the forum any more. Which is good. But I do have to write something quick just to say that I'm retiring from the forum as a poster, and I wanted to thank everyone who has helped make the old Yellow Scarf into the internet sports juggernaut that it is today.
So, cheers to the early guys who I dragged over here from the dark side: jonnosan, nicktheaussie, PaarlBok , barbarian, Lindommer, noddy (RugbyReg) and the key man for quality - Lee Grant.
Of course, Gagger and Moses have hit this place like a tornado (and not the Ballymore kind) and helped fulfill all the ambitions I had for the place. It was the stuff that people like Juan Cote, Lance Free and Scott Allen were writing that convinced me to call up Gagger in his secret volcano lair and make an offer.
A special thanks to cyclopath for being a better moderator than I ever was.
If anyone still needs to consult my views on Robbie Deans or Richie McCaw, turn up at the Alex Hotel in Leura on a rugby night. Look for a fat bloke sitting with a tall bloke.
In the end, I was the first person through the doors of the ARC and the bastards can't take that away from me!! [Tears up, puts down microphone, walks off stage.]
So, cheers to the early guys who I dragged over here from the dark side: jonnosan, nicktheaussie, PaarlBok , barbarian, Lindommer, noddy (RugbyReg) and the key man for quality - Lee Grant.
Of course, Gagger and Moses have hit this place like a tornado (and not the Ballymore kind) and helped fulfill all the ambitions I had for the place. It was the stuff that people like Juan Cote, Lance Free and Scott Allen were writing that convinced me to call up Gagger in his secret volcano lair and make an offer.
A special thanks to cyclopath for being a better moderator than I ever was.
If anyone still needs to consult my views on Robbie Deans or Richie McCaw, turn up at the Alex Hotel in Leura on a rugby night. Look for a fat bloke sitting with a tall bloke.
In the end, I was the first person through the doors of the ARC and the bastards can't take that away from me!! [Tears up, puts down microphone, walks off stage.]
