To everyone,
It seems there is a cure for Tigeritis after all.
I'd like to apologise for all the crap I've dished out to this club.
To the players I've bagged and degraded I am sorry.
To Brendan, Peg, Damien, the footy department, Blair Hartley and Francis Jackson, I am sorry.
To all those behind the scenes that I've criticised I am sorry.
To all those on OER that I've offended and criticised I apologise from the bottom of my heart.
This year has been awesome and I've enjoyed it immensely. I'd like to thank the RFC for a fantastic year and for bringing me the success I've craved since 1980. I'm so glad my kids got to finally see it too, they are so happy but mostly for me.
I thought I'd never see this day but we are back. People love us now but they won't know what hit 'em.
We are the powerhouse we once were but just bigger and they won't be able to stop us now.
The Scum Cheats are shaking in their boots, The Filth are crying they're green with envy and the Dawks are losing more supporters than Moses' mass exodus from Egypt.
Thanks to all you guys at OER that make the season so enjoyable especially when we weren't so great. You guys make me laugh. It's been an amazing ride.
I've said some silly things and some good things that made some sense to me but nothing really matters now that we are the Premiers.
All my love to everyone. To Ramps, my prayers are with you brother.
Carn the Tigers! 
Premiers 2017
