Tom Walsh speaks with publicly acclaimed sportsman Hugh Whelan, after the acknowledgement of his contribution to Ormond’s sporting life in the inaugural OCSC People’s Choice Sports Person of the Year award – ‘The Hugh Whelan Trophy.’
Tom: Hugh, congratulations on your success at the Sports Ball.
Hugh: Thanks Tom, but I really want to say right off the bat, that this isn’t my award to claim, I would be pretty beat without my support team of financial whizzes, political advisors and underage stylists, so big shouts out to them – you know who you are.
Tom: Bro, what does it mean to have an award named after you?
Tom: Cool. Care to elaborate?
Hugh: Sure thing T-Bow. Not to toot my own horn too much, but I do believe that my award has really catalysed a palpable change in the patriarchal Ormond sporting culture of yesteryear. Gone are the days when only the muscliest, scariest, liftiest bros dominated the sporting limelight, gone are the days when the quieter folk were swept under the fanfare of their Alpha bros, GONE ARE THE DAYS when you needed to play sport to win a sports award. And Tom, I’ll give it to you straight, I’m excited.
Tom: Yes Hugh, I was hoping to bring that up with you. Talk me through your season. How was your form going into Sunday night?
Hugh: Well Tom, as I’m sure you’d know, there was a lot of talk about my impressive year. After playing one half during mixed netball, my purchase of two sausages at the footy Grand Final and my vehement support of American John’s plight to have Sports Coaching recognised as a legitimate subject (decision pending), my fairly serious consideration of playing Magoos at least a couple of times, you could say, there was a storm brewing – and the storm was called the “Hugh Whelan Award of 2013.” The people have spoken.
Tom: Thanks a lot for taking the time to speak, Hugh.
Hugh: No worries bro, you want another line?