Girl To Be Named Later Named Sooner

Hello Sports Fans, and welcome back to the blog. My staff have all come back from their overseas jaunts, so I should finally have some time to dedicate to this historic recollection of netballing events.

The big news of course is that we have finally found our sixth girl, but how to introduce her to the hundreds of people who are regularly reading this blog? First of all I tried doing a Google Image search, because that's my go to move. Nothing really popped out as being appropriate for a story this huge. However speaking of huge, here is the #2 result for a Google Image search for David Smith

Oh my lord, I really should have had Leesy photoshop that shirt into Victorian blue, that would have been great. But don't feel too bad for Dave, he's a work in progress, here is image result #15...

No lunch for me today I am thinking...

So with Google being a total wash, we turn instead to our team poet, Sir Ryzah Mix-a-lot to introduce our newest team member. DJ Lozzy, lay down some tasty beats...

This is for my homies in Lil'Dale...

Our squad come together,

we made us some big plans.

Ten players in total,

just like the fingers of two hands.

Five men & Five women,

nuff for two Village People cover bands.

But something was missing, we needed another,

maybe a blonde with some great cans.

So the search got started,

and we're scouring the Earth.

Es flew up to Brisbane,

Dave's blowing up phones in Perth.

Talking it over at Shaggy's, Volcanoes with King Prawns,

we call that Italian Surf and Turf.

But that's when we found her,

Ladeez and Gentleman, give it up, Amy Wirth!

Now we have eleven players,

the squad feels complete.

But me hands have eleven fingers,

and I feel like a freak.

Not going to no Cape Woolamai,

'cause the rain makes us weak.

Welcome aboard Amy,

you're now one of my peeps.

So the search it's all over,

put it back on the shelve.

But if Dave likes eleven,

wouldn't he be happier with twelve?

Peace. I'm out.

Thanks very much Ryzah, you are a very angry, and extremely white young man. Not sure about that whole cans reference in the first verse though, but I guess anyone who sings about Village People cover bands should talk about cans as much as possible.