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Chapter 1

Entry I.D.

Grand Final is one of those SPECIAL days. For months, footy fans look forward to the Grand Final, especially if their team is in the Finals match. Or even in the Semi-Finals. Fans wear their team colours and numbers. They sing team songs. And they talk about their players’ injuries. Football fitness is more important than world peace in the farmyard.

Rooster thinks he’s boss of the yard. But the hens are the real players. I know all the farmyard gossip about who is doing what. But I don’t follow football.

‘Which is your football team?’ Rooster asks. He likes the team with his Rooster colours. I don’t peck an answer. As a hi-tech chook, I know stuff Rooster doesn’t. Especially since I work part-time as a sleuth.

‘Do you follow Soccer?’

I shake my head.

‘Do you like Aussie Rules?’

I shake my head.

‘Do you like Rugby?’

I shake my head.

‘Then why are you going to the Grand Final?’ asks Rooster.

‘Working there.’

I’m on a budget.

And I don’t make lots of money.

So I couldn’t afford a ticket for the Grand Final.

Those tickets cost squillions.

But I had a bit of luck.

I was asked to work there on Grand Final Day, by my agent.

‘Does that mean I get in for free?’ I asked.

‘Only if you’re wearing a special ID tag,’ said my agent Ben.

And that’s why I now have an ALL ENTRY PASS. I can get into any stand. Even into the training area.

My e-ID tag says ‘VISITOR: Special Security’.

I’m on the job.

But I’m not telling Rooster. The hens will tell him the gossip soon enough. He’d be green with envy. And that won’t match his club colours.