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2011

You want a platform? You and I deserve the dais. Never in the field of human endurance have we been more worthy of some recognition for surviving the last 12 months. In between the tsunamis, earthquakes, hurricanes and floods in 2011, we’ve teed off with Tiger Woods, swooned at Warnie’s romance with Liz Hurley and followed Thorpey back into the pool. We’ve waved goodbye to Darren Lockyer again and again and again, sent Dezzy Hasler to the dogs, riden for Cadel and cheered as Sam Stosur sleighed Serena at the US Open...  and that was all in the first half. From the sport’s field we jumped into the political swill and were treated to a belly full of carbon tax, mining tax, asylum seekers, pokies and live cattle at home with Julia. And if that wasn't difficult enough for Tim or the nation to swallow, we’ve stopped and welcomed the boats, paid for politicians’ prostitutes and ‘cheered’ for the gunja boy in Bali. From Brisbane to Canberra to Melbourne to Perth, Queen Lizzy r...