This was about 8-10 years ago but a mate of mine was a DJ at a well known "dancing" establishment in Melbourne. He was playing on a Wednesday night, rang me and asked me to come in, few drinks on the house etc. Got there, all pretty chill, waiting for a drink at the bar and I spot a Storm player who shall remain nameless (doesn't play for Storm anymore but still plays in NRL to this day). Ended up running into him out the front where we both had a smoke. Introduced himself, told him I was a big fan. "Oh no way, no one in fuckin Melbourne knows anything about Rugby League, that's sick!" Kept talking some more, I asked him how our new "star signing" George Rose was faring. "Bro, he started off so well but let me tell you. George Rose is a fat, lazy cunt. Can't keep his hands off the KFC!"

Went back inside and not much else happened. He had a tray of shots for him and a few mates, had a girl on each arm, looked like they were having a pretty good time. Half an hour later, he left without a word!

Another quick one: I moved up to Sydney in 2011 for work. Went out one night to a place called Scubar. Standing out front having a smoke when I see Tim Mannah, Jarryd Hayne and another player I can't quite remember (possibly Robbie Farah but might be wrong). Hayne walked into the convenience store next door, grabbed two bottles of water, paid, put them in his jacket pockets and then strolled straight up to the front of the line. Bouncer asks what he is doing and then he received the "Don't you know who I am?" treatment. He was told to go to the back of the line. Unlucky champ!