Dear Footy Gods,
We are writing to you in absolute shock, awe, and complete submission.
First of all, thank you. We do not know what we did to earn your favor this week, but seeing the Wests Tigers pull off a massive upset against the Roosters was nothing short of a miracle. Our hearts are still recovering.
For years, we have been the butt of every joke. We have collected wooden spoons like they are rare Pokémon. But today, you looked down on Allianz and decided to give us a glimpse of heaven.
We especially want to thank you for helping us silence the ultimate doubters. Gus Gould and Paul Gallen have been death riding us for what feels like an eternity. Every week, they line up to tell the world how hopeless we are. Gus probably had a 20-minute monologue prepared about our structural failures, and Gal was likely ready to write us off before kickoff.
Instead, we went out there and showed them exactly what this jersey is capable of. The look on the faces of the experts when the final siren blew was worth more than two competition points. We proved that even the most written-off team can bite back.
Please do not let this be a one-hit wonder. We promise to keep turning up, buying the meat pies, and screaming until our voices go. Just please, keep Gus and Gal quiet for at least one more week.
Humbly yours,
The Wests Tigers Faithful