Che - Do you remember a certain conversation with Dom's bro in Concrete?
Hadyn - Ha! That's right. How black is the kettle Mr Pot?
Dom - Yes but I wasn’t going out to run at 120 kg brick walls and have them run at me. Oh and my concussion didn’t come courtesy of me head-butting a Mack truck called Tonie.
And the opposition had no way of knowing I’d been possibly concussed the week before. Unlike the 17 NSW players who had witnessed... as he tackled Blues prop Brent Kite, and was clearly concussed as he was assisted from the field by the Maroons' training staff.
Everyone witnessed it. Including the
I stand by my disdain of the Qld medical officials and Dallas Johnson. (and now im backed up by 'professionals')
Che - Dude. We saw you after that head-smack. In fact, *days* after that head-smack. And you were clearly concussed. So… your justification for playing soccer with that concussion is that the doctor believed you when you described your obvious discussion. You need to send that law degree back to Sanitarium.
Dom - Oh was I clearly concussed was I?
And how exactly would you know that, Tibby? Was it because I told you? Or were you drawing on a lifetime of patients coming to you and telling you they had a headache and didn’t think they could/should go to work?
Maybe you should watch a bit more ER and less Grey’s Anatomy.
And what’s wrong with
:-P
Hadyn - "And how exactly would you know that". How bout the minute long pauses between sentences, the blabbing on nonsensically, the slight drooling, forgetting things you'd just said... actually how did we know?
Dom - I rest my case. No wait... case closed.
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