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ALL BLACKS: The (real) Player Diaries

Category: , , By Glamour Diva & galaxyMafia

galaxyMafia is back with another “rejected” draft of the All Blacks “Player Diaries”! Once again, she had to go behind enemy lines, cultivating sources, paying bribes and risking her reputation and sanity to bring you, Dear Readers, DA TRUTH!!!!

Are you ready for another diary the NZRU never wanted you to see. . .?

Isaia Toeava

Dear Diary, up around 8.30am and had a shower and then it was down to breakfast. I’m rooming with the ‘Hit Man’ Jerry Collins and I know him pretty well from when I played for the Hurricanes in 2006.


Dear Diary, up around 8:30am, washed my d!ck, took a sh!t and then it was down to breakfast. Them NZRU hos got me up in here wif the ‘Hit Man’ Jerry Collins and I know dat n!gga from round da way when I played for the Hurricanes in 2006.


He likes his coffees and cokes and he’s a bit messy but I shouldn’t really say that because he’s bigger than me.

Dat ni!gga’s a caffeine-addicted slob but I shouldn’t really say that because he might put a foot off up in my ass.

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I had sausages, bacon, baked beans on toast for breakfast. Sometimes it’s hard to keep eating the right food in camp because it’s a buffet for three meals a day, but lucky for me it’s all easy stuff to burn off at training.

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I had sausages, bacon, baked beans on toast for breakfast. I was farting all day but I like the smell of my farts so it’s all good.


I live with my auntie Victoria at home in Auckland and she does all the cooking there – she’s an awesome cook, probably too good.

I’m basically a scrub - I live with my auntie Victoria at home in Auckland and she does all the cooking there – she’s an awesome cook, probably too good.


After breakfast I went for a cruise with JC and Siti (Sitiveni Sivivatu). Dropped off some tickets to JC’s family and then checked out his house round by the airport.

After breakfast I went for a cruise with JC and Siti (Sitiveni Sivivatu). Bought some weed from JC’s boys and then brought some Raro hos back to his house round by the airport.


I’m going to look at getting a house soon because I’ve been saving some money. I’m more of a saver than a spender but occasionally I get some new clothes. I’m not really up there with fashion like DC, I’m scruffy and whatever comes I’ll wear it.

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I’m going to look at getting a house soon because I’m tired of sneaking hos in the house after my Auntie is sleep. I’ve been saving some money for a new crib that’s why, when I want some clothes, I do a bit of shoplifting. I’m not a punk-ass metrosexual like Dougie; whatever I can steal, I’ll wear it.


Luckily the adidas gear we get given is pretty cool stuff anyway.

Luckily, we get free sh!t from Adidas ‘cause a nigga be low on funds, on da real!

Got back to the hotel at lunchtime and listened to some slow jams in John Schwalger’s room. I like listening to music but the last CD I bought was Phil Collins when I was in South Africa with the Under 19s in 2005. I haven’t brought that one out on tour yet.

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Got back to the hotel at lunchtime and smoked trees in John Schwalger’s room. I like weed, I just don’t like to buy it. Luckily, John ain’t one of dem nigga’s who’ll make you feel like a bitch for not havin’ money to put towards da dime bag.


We had a team walk through up at the tennis courts in Brooklyn at 2.30pm. We do it every Saturday just to go through the moves one last time and run a bit of the nerves off. It’s pretty easy stuff and by now the boys are starting to get in the zone for the game. It’s something we only do with the All Blacks – not the Blues or NPC.

We had a team walk through up at the tennis courts in Brooklyn at 2.30pm. I was completely baked. Don’t really remember what happened but it’s pretty easy ish.


A little pre-match meal at 3.30pm. I don’t eat much pre-match – just a half chicken with a bit of bread.

A little pre-match toke at 3.30pm. I don’t smoke much pre-match – just a blunt, or two.


It was short trip to the Stadium and it’s awesome to see everybody making their way down there all dressed in black. They all wave at the bus.

It was short trip to the Stadium and it’s awesome to see all the pakehas, waving at the bus. I saw some hos I’m try to hook up wif later.


I thought I played an average game – I dropped a couple of balls so I’m working real hard on that. It was the fastest I have ever played – at the end of the game my lungs were gone – legs were gone.

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My game, in general, sucks. I’m what you might call a ‘lemon’. I dropped a couple of balls and at the end of the game my lungs were gone – legs were gone, but Ted likes me so who gives a fcuk?


I had to make a few tackles but I missed one. I get mad at myself but then leave it behind and move on because it’s always the next tackle that counts – not the last one. I had to make a few tackles but I missed one.

I don’t get mad at myself, though because, like I said, Ted likes me so basically, I can just sit back and collect dis paper the NZRU is givin’ me.


I’m a lot more confident than last year and getting used to playing at this level. Hopefully I’ll keep getting better and stay in the team.

I’m a lot more confident than last year because I don’t have to worry about getting better; I know I’ma stay in the team.


After the game I had a feed in the changing room and then there were a couple of speeches for Richie (McCaw) and Wazza (Byron Kelleher), who both played their 50th test match. The team chipped in for some presents and it was a good moment to be part of.

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After the game I had a blunt in the changing room and then some n!gga said some boring-ass sh!t about Richie (McCaw) and Wazza (Byron Kelleher), who both played their 50th test match. The team chipped in to get ‘em some Rarotongan hookers.


We left the ground at about 11.30pm and later on went out with some of the boys and had a quiet celebration. Wazza did a bit of dancing and pulling out all the moves, but I just stood around talking.

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We left the ground at about 11.30pm and later on went out with some of the boys and got drunk. Wazza was jockin’ hos, but I just stood around smokin’ Chronic.

I haven’t got a girlfriend right now but what I’m looking for is a good personality. I’m pretty easy to talk to and I’ll buy a drink as well, as long as she likes Steinlager.
Cheers, Ice

I ain’t got no steady ho that I give a fcuk about right now but what I’m looking for is a pakeha who can keep it tight while I’m in it. I’ll talk to a ho but I ain’t for brown-nosin’ b!tches like some n!ggas. Some n!ggas will buy b!tches champagne and expensive drinks. I’ll buy a b!tch a beer but dat’s about it.



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ALL BLACKS: The (real) Player Diaries

Category: , , By Glamour Diva & galaxyMafia
All Blacks Player Diaries – The Rejected Drafts



Ever wonder what the All Blacks players really meant to write in their "Player Diaries"? Well, wonder no more. galaxyMafia has gone behind enemy lines (so to speak) to find the "rejected" drafts of the "Player Diaries" so you can see what wasn't shown on the website! These are the diaries the NZRU never wanted you to see!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chris Masoe

Dear Diary, I was up about 7.30am today, which is pretty early but I wanted to get to the gym first thing.
Translation: I woke up, took a sh!t, jerked off and dragged my sorry ass down to the gym.



It was a day off for us and I had a couple of options, like sailing or a Sky Tower bungy jump, but I choose to spend it with my partner.
Translation: Dat fool Ted finally gave us a day off. Dat punk will work a nigga. Anyway, of course, I wanted to f**k my b!tch



Things are pretty quiet in my room because I’m rooming with Roks (Joe Rokocoko) and it’s like living alone because all the Auckland guys can stay at home when we’re up here.
Translation: Roks punk ass ain't here so I can fart, masturbate and inspect the sh!t I dig out of my nose in peace



After breakfast I hopped on the bike at the gym because I was a little bit tight after the game. Taking a heavy knock on the weekend I felt I needed to do a bit of recovery.
Translation: Chabal knocked the ever-living sh!t outta me and I couldn’t do nothin’ but get on the bike, and I had a hard time with dat.



The tackle



Everybody has seen the hit put on me Sebastien Chabal but I had no idea there was anyone lining me up. I was just focused on catching the ball and not knocking it on. I think the damage was done when my head hit the ground – not the tackle.

Translation: I feel like such a candy-ass punk b!tch. Chabal knocked the f*ck outta me and I felt every nanosecond


Some people have been saying I should have learned from my brother, who is a boxer, and taken the eight count on the ground.
Translation: Even my brother thinks I’m a candy-ass punk b!tch



After the gym I met my girlfriend who had come up for the weekend. We just chilled out down the waterfront and then we, or she, did a bit of shopping.
Translation: After the gym, I met my girlfriend - the one from Welly, not Gemma. Anyway, I f*cked that b!tch til she mooed like a Waikato cow



We have been in Auckland since last Sunday and being away from families can be tough on some of the guys.

Translation: My b!tch say my kids miss me but I’ll see dem rugrats when I see ‘em. Besides, dat’s what the baby mama is for


I have three kids in Wellington and it’s tough not seeing them when we’re out of town. Sarah is seven Christian is six and Rylee is three. Christian plays league at the moment because he loves tackling and in rugby they don’t tackle at that young age.
Translation: I got four kids but I only claim three. Sarah is seven and Christian is nine. . .? Wait, wait, I think Rylee is seven and Sarah is three and. . .ah, shit, just ask they mamas, I don’t know


He’s pretty solid for his age and he plays in the Under 8 grade. I don’t mind what they play because I just enjoy watching and supporting them. It’s a lot of fun watching kids that age running around no matter what they play.

Translation: My boy plays kiddy rugby. Pee wee rugby games are a good place to meet hos. Kids are good pussy magnets. B!tches love men who care about they kids.


After shopping I visited my sister and brother and we had a BBQ so that was good catching up. With Island BBQ’s you have to watch what you eat but there was a salad there so it wasn’t all meat.

Translation: I went to see my family. We picked up a bucket of KFC and some malt liquor. And my sister thinks I’m a candy ass for letting Chabal knock the f*ck outta me, too.


We all need to watch what we eat because it’s fuel to keep the body running right and at this level you have to be professional in everything you do.
Translation: I didn't eat too much fried chicken 'cause I don’t want to get like them fat f*cks Tialata and Schwalger!



I was home pretty early so I watched a bit of TV and chilled out before bed at 10pm.
Translation: Back at the hotel, I took a long shit, jerked off, smoked some trees and fell asleep



And that was my day.

Cheers, Mussey.
Translation: Deuce niggas, Mussey



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