Rugby League dynasties are like monopolies. They are allergic to competition. Brisbane owned a state, Melbourne kept a second set of books, and the Roosters donned a salary cap sombrero. Newly crowned, Penrith’s dynasty feels more old-fashioned, born from solid Rugby League values. Catchments, pathways, and pokies. Gus’ holy trinity for cultivating (and monopolising) local […]
‘Welcome to Wigan, dickhead’: Rugby league’s a different ball game in the concrete jungle of post-Thatcher Britain
