Feathers fly

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Koels aren’t the only birds creating a racket in Sydney. Plucky roosters are crowing from the rooftops and the din will continue well through summer.

With sharpened spurs and clinical efficiency, the Sydney Roosters dispatched the high flying Manly Sea Eagles from their perch without barely ruffling their plumage during the 2013 NRL Grand Final.

From early in the day, supporters of different feathers flocked together inside ANZ stadium to witness a back-to-the-70s, cage-fighting scrap between two of the NRL’s most polarising breeds. There was no love lost between the team that everyone loves to hate and their adversaries, whose roster value would top any winnings from chook lotto.

In tennis circles the name Williams has a certain closeness about it, but in this game the Williams were poles apart. On one side a fledging eagle found himself incapable of launching off the ground and contesting the aerial bombardment. Weighed down by shaggy quills, wolf man Williams clearly wasn’t fit to fly and should have been hooked when Tupou swooped.

On the winning side stood a lean and mean size 30 Steggles in the form of SBW. Eastern Suburbs coiffed and Best in Show, he strutted his stuff and calved the Sea Eagles right up the middle like a Sunday roast.

In truth there was little between the teams during this epic bird show. The winners are cock a hoop, while the losers can do nothing but wait to fly another day.

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