Over the next few weeks, perhaps months, you will notice something happening.
There will be a series of "leaks" about a woman named Phoebe Burgess.
These leaks will lead you to believe she is a liar. Self-interested. A hypocrite. An unreliable witness. A woman scorned. A 'fame whore'. People will criticise her for airing her family’s "dirty laundry" and suggest she move on. They will call her other names too.
Many will insist ‘there are two sides to every story’. And to an extent, that's true.
But her side will be drowned out, silenced by the loudness of his.
That’s how this works. She even warned us, less than five days ago.
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In a feature published by Weekend Australian Magazine over the weekend, journalists Claire Harvey and Jessica Halloran write that when a star NRL player is in trouble, "the PR machine kicks into gear… backgrounding favoured journalists about the ‘real story’ behind it all."
Over years of reporting, The Australian says they’ve encountered "scores of women who have traumatic experiences with footballers".
"Without exception," Harvey and Halloran write, "they have been silenced by smear campaigns, payouts, non-disclosure agreements, legal threats and the fear of being pilloried in public as a slur, a crazy wannabe, a woman scorned."
Phoebe Burgess, 32, knows this better than most. She was married to Sam Burgess, the Golden Boy of rugby league, and believed to be one of the highest paid players of all time, for four years. She watched as every mistake he and his teammates made were dealt with by a team of people. She says private jets were booked. Wives were reassured. Narratives were spun. Players were cleared of misconduct and eventually framed as victims. So well does Burgess know the formula, she insists she could "run the show". Her speaking to the Weekend Australian Magazine was off script. This isn't how the story is meant to go.
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