SPORTING DECLARATION: Stating the obvious

WE used to call ourselves the DGOVO club.

As in, the Don’t Go Out Very Often club.

In our halcyon days, we would meet at a designated venue on the fourth Friday in every month to blow the froth off a few coldies, complain about work and generally kid ourselves that none of us were under the thumb.

Then along came more kids, more commitments and fewer leisure opportunities.

Eventually the DGOVO club became the Hardly Go Out At All Ever Because Our Days As Social Butterflies Are Over club.

In recent times our soirees are, sadly, too few and far between.

There is our annual Melbourne Cup golf day, which has been known to be abandoned after half-a-dozen holes if the hacking is atrocious and the bar is open.

And then there is Origin. The glue that binds us together.

Every year we congregate with beer, Doritos and french onion dip around a TV in the nearest available living room.

Women and children are relocated for their own safety.

For the next couple of hours we assume the foetal position and unleash our inner masochists.

It is seven years since the Blues last won a series, and after every gut-wrenching, heart-breaking defeat we have shed tears of blood.

Yet each time we keep coming back for more.

We know Queensland are just too good.

We know that the only NSW player who would get a start in their team is Paul Gallen.

We realise that any NSW victory is an against-all-odds boilover against a Queensland team who will no doubt restore parity at the first available opportunity.

We don’t like this, but we accept it.

Our greatest fear, of course, is that this Maroons dynasty continues forever.

In 20 years time, will we be bouncing grandkids on our knees, reminding them of a bygone era when NSW were capable of clean-sweeping Queensland and racking up 50 points in game three?

Will we see another NSW triumph in our lifetime?

That is a sobering thought.

And the DGOVO club members have traditionally done our best thinking when we were anything but stone cold.

Without any false modesty, I’d suggest our post-match analysis puts Gus, Sterlo, Joey, King Wally and company to shame.

The main items for debate after Origin I were as follows:

? If the NRL’s new Independent Commission is fair dinkum, they should order Greg Inglis to play for NSW, the state in which he was born and raised. If he refuses, ban him for life. If this Cane Toad impersonator had scored his Origin-record 13 tries for NSW, the past six series would have been a different story.

? Ricky Stuart would be more chance of winning a series if he picked the best available players. Honestly, how does Jamie Buhrer get a start? And what is the point in picking him and giving him just seven minutes of game time?

? Melbourne should be used as an Origin venue only if NSW get to play Victoria, instead of Queensland.

? The ‘‘try’’ that turned the game was a 50-50 call but the video referee should never have allowed it. First, because the Blues need every ounce of help they can get. Secondly because Greg Inglis should never play for Queensland.

? If you are going to run 20metres to throw a wild haymaker in Origin and get sin-binned, you need to at least knock one rival player out cold. Preferably Greg Inglis.

? Any team relying on Todd Carney has to accept that every moment of brilliance will be accompanied by an equal and opposite reaction known as a brain explosion.

? Mal Meninga’s post-match comments were right up there with his ‘‘rats and filth’’ tirade from last season. ‘‘It was a fair try,’’ Meninga declared. ‘‘If that’s the worst thing youse blokes are going to ask us. What. Fair dinkum. What’s going on? You’re all trying to be controversial or something are yerz, or what?’’ What a shame big Mal’s political career lasted just two minutes, 29seconds.

? NSW will narrowly win Origin II, in Sydney, then cop a fisting in the series decider at Suncorp Stadium.

It’s in the script.

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