NormBig Cox and Fev go hand in hand
Dean “Big” Cox, The Iron Lung, is a footyer of perpendicular distinction. And his citizenship is apparently likewise. A beanpole with a rubbery constitution and feet of gold, “Big” can run a marathon in a pair of clogs, carrying a stuck pig in his armpit with the élan of a wolfhound. Disinclined to set himself for a shot, it's because he rarely gets in range or position to. You wouldn’t catch the nuggetty physique of Brendan “The Snatch” Fevola not setting himself for a shot; nor carrying a poor mammal anywhere. More content to be a Minotaur on a pushbike, The Snatch will meet any air-conveyance with the speed of a low flying duck and a pair of hands a writer would be proud of. Suitably unimpressed by human inadequacies, The Snatch doesn’t take any shit from any fucking potato-eaters. When you watch these two opposites strutting their stuff, you’ll note their opposition. Go the Minty Blues!
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