Last week I tried to buy tickets to the up-coming Strokes concert. They were sold out... Ticket allocation 'exhausted' it claimed. Naturally, I was annoyed, as I'd been looking forward to it.

On the topic of 'exhausted', as football players when we get exhausted after a game we have a strict post-game routine to help get ourselves up for the next game. It made me think... What do you suppose Julian Cassablancas (lead singer of The Strokes) does after a gig? Do you suppose he hops into an ice bath!? Do you suppose his drink of choice to re-hydrate is red Powerade too!? I very much doubt it, and my imagination can only ponder the polar opposites to our post-performance routines.

This week I was excited to get myself a couple of tickets to the LCD soundsystem concert coming up in late July. I was quite pleased with myself for getting my hands on them before they no doubt become 'exhausted' too. I told some of the boys at the footy Club to show off and try and and make them envious that I had tickets to the concert and they didn't. I didn't quite get the reaction that I was after. What followed was a barrage of abuse back and forth as we aired our disapproving opinions on each others tastes in music!

This argument is common place at the football Club. With around 40 players and only one CD player in the gym… like Rhyce Shaw in the kitchen, it's a recipe for disaster.

Everyone has their own opinion on what should be played, and who should be banned from touching the CD player. CDs suspiciously go missing, often found in a bin nearby, or are intentionally scratched and put back in their case.

On the field we're a team, but when it comes to music in the gym, it’s dog-eat-dog. The CD player sits in the middle of a battle zone surrounded by shards of broken CDs.

Bryce "Mr Powerade" Cavanagh is our weights coach and ends up having final say. He rules with an iron fist and has "accidentally" snapped a few of Pat Veszpremi CDs. Accidental CD snaps seem to occur a lot more in the gym then they do in the rest of society.

Here are some stand-outs of the group:

Mike Pyke: Only plays Canadian music. Examples include Shania Twain, Bryan Adams and Nickelback. Word has it he's bringing out a new CD soon with Justin Bieber included. Surprisingly, I have noticed that Craig Bolton does seem to enjoy the Shania Twain songs more than most.

Pat Veszpremi (DJ/Male model/Half Forward Flanker): Mixes up CDs himself on his turntables at home. Is known for putting on techno songs that go for an hour each. Is often rummaging though the bin as his CDs go missing a lot.

Brett Kirk: Chanting Tibetan Monks, pan pipes, and sounds of the ocean. Enough said.

Ryan O'Keefe: Loves rock from the 80's and 90's. I'm pretty sure it's Triple M's 'Best ever beer drinking music' albums, but he labels it as his own mix.

Ed Barlow: Brings in cassette tapes and is yet to realise we don't have a cassette player.

Tadhg Kennelly: His favourite album would be 'The Best of the Corrs'. Once teared up when Sinead O'Connor’s song, 'Nothing Compares to You' was played.

Jesse White: Not known for bringing in music but is a standout for being the only player at the Club who has moonwalked from the bench press to the squat rack.

So that's an insight into the current situation with music at the Club. Someone put a new CD in the gym today... It was rubbish. Who knows where it'll be tomorrow!?

Ted 'Vidic' Richards