Strauchanie can look back at 2007 in a number of ways. There were highs. There were lows. There were positives and there were negatives. There were good times and there were bad times. There were hot dogs and there were.....more hotdogs. All in all, Strauchanie still came out the other end of 2007 a genuine superstar. I packed so much into 2007 that I even amazed myself.
The year began in a frenzy of every club chasing Strauchanie. Danners, Rocket and Grant Thomas all met with me and tried everything to get me. My testing positive to MSG put the brakes on any moves. Fortunately, I’m only on two strikes. Back to the Lexus Centre I went, to give my all, despite battling chronic chaffing. I joined the mentoring program and took young Brad Dick under my wing. My first goal was to put some pounds on the skinny kid but head of conditioning, David Buttifant, chucked a wobbly at me for fattening Brad up by putting him through seven yum cha sittings in a row. Don’t have a go at Strauchanie. I do my bit for the club and then they send me out to visit a hospital without even organising payment for me. I end up having to extract coins out of that plastic dog in the foyer.







