Wire 22 Hull Sharks 22

We had loads more to write about if we got beat.

We had 800 words about Tony Smith, fans’ dick measuring contests on a certain Facebook site; there were long, meandering rants that included comparisons to Cults of Personality and all sorts.

It was really good.

But in the most Warrington thing ever, we snatched a draw when the whole world and his dog expected us to lose, so now all that will have to be put on the back burner until we next lose six on the bounce.

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