And so Wiggin got to the final.
Final? Final of what?
They will play Wire (the world's biggest serial losers) on an early October evening at Old Trafford. Wire, with the odds completely stacked against them, may offer early resistance, but will soon succumb to the constant off the ball thumping of the Wiggin musclemen. Wiggin, led by the truculent p--s pot Sam Tomkins, will 'knuckle' under and win the day.
They will win the day...Without Joel...
It will be an ill-fitting end to a lousy season of Super League...
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On a 'lighter' note, Toronto will have qualified for next season's campaign by winning a rigged play off game...
You couldn't make it up?
Or could you?
Watch this space.