If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well
It were done quickly...

Some kind of news, some kind of news. Where the fscking hell are you, some kind of news.

By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.

Kearneys back for Salford.

Hopefully we won't pick many more up and we'll have a strong end to the season when the rest are back.

Alls well that ends well... or just a midsummer nights dream?

How sharper than an Adeys tooth? (when vexed by a meandering troll?)

Hope that's not likening me to a serpent...?

Anyway, is there any more appropriate, given the two warring factions, than:

"A plague o(n) both your houses"?

All of Odsal's a stage,
And all the major shareholders merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts...

(with apologies to WS)

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some...become chairman of the Bulls.

Something is rotten in the state of Bradford...

Otherwise Galloway would not be around!

Hamlet:
What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how
infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and
admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like
a god! the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals—and yet,
to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me—
nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.

Rosencrantz:
My lord, there was no such stuff in my thoughts except Peter Hood

Lay on, Macduffy,
And damn'd be him that first cries, 'Hold, enough!'

Domestic fury and fierce civil strife
shall cumber all the parts of Bradford Bulls
(Julius Caesar)

Wot!! No one with a date at Rot Hall?? Our cup runneth over......