If the hint of tiny farts, the waft of vanilla, the scent of treated pine and a general sense of disarray isn't a strong indicator that you're in the thick of NRL finals footy then I don't know what is actually an indicator that you're in the thick of NRL finals footy! As we say GOODNIGHT to the Roosters and the Storm, settle in and have a nice time as we discuss everything Rugby League as well as reminiscing about mates of ours that somehow cut telephone-shaped hunks of flesh out of their arms at regional swimming pools.