There's that ol' kiwi folk song, you know, the one about logging and pig-hunting and rugby, goes a little something like this:
Well they've finished off yer forwards, and yer backs are wearin' thin,
And the second spell's half over and you've forty points to win,
And this hulkin' wing-three-quarter's got his teeth stuck in your shin,
Well don't worry mate, she'll be right.
You won't worry who's the loser when you meet down at the boozer,
So don't worry mate, she'll be right.
|Hooker Liam Coltman|
While Moffat has enjoyed the attention and banter among his mates, he said his girlfriend would happily be his No 1 sponsor to get rid of it by the end of the ITM Cup.
''She's not a big fan, but she'll be right.''Yeah, she will. She's a strong woman.
I can only encourage you, sir, to do the right thing for you and your wife/girlfriend/worthy lady. If she objects to your beard look her right in the eyes, run your fingers through your chinly man-grove, and tell her
"She'll be right."