Bro, sit down because I've got one that'll knock your socks off! Australian athlete Jemma Stapleton, 25, a finalist at the Stawell Gift (Australia's oldest professional footrace), died Wednesday, June 10, around 3:45 PM local time on Koh Samui island in Thailand. She was on vacation with her family and, on Highway 4169 in Bo Put, on a stretch with curves and a road slippery from rain, she skidded on her motorcycle and crossed into oncoming traffic. Surveillance cameras will clarify exactly what happened, but I say it's clear: dream vacation, real nightmare. And when I go on vacation, Mioara makes me leave the car at home, saying 'don't drive like a maniac.' Well, this girl had no one to listen to.

Jemma was from Melbourne, a girl who did athletics since she was little. She went to Thailand to relax, to see those paradise beaches, and look how it ended. Seriously, bro, life is damn short. Now, family and athletics organizations are paying tribute. They also set up a fundraising page for the Stapleton family, and the message reads: 'With great sadness, our dear friends, the Stapleton family, are facing indescribable pain during a family vacation, with the passing of their beautiful daughter, sister, and partner, Jemma.' Man, you can't read something like that without your lip trembling. And me, with Brian and Ioana at home, I think: what do you do if this happens to you? Mioara says I'm too catastrophic, but look, reality beats the movie.

Her partner, Tyler Gray, wrote on Insta: 'I can't put into words the pain I feel. You are the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me and I am so grateful for the love we shared.' Her brother, Joel, posted: 'Rest in peace. I love you so much, I promise I'll make you proud. You were the best sister and best friend, I will miss you forever.' Man, and the Lysterfield junior football club, where her partner and brother were from, sent a message: 'Although this news reached us through these connections, today our thoughts are with Jemma, her family, friends, and all who loved her.'

What more can I say, bro? A young, beautiful girl with a bright future goes on vacation and doesn't come back. And we here, at Fane's terrace, drink a beer and complain about life. Well, tell me, what do the BMW payments or fights with Mioara matter anymore? Come on, I'm going to give my kids a kiss and tell Mioara I love her. Seriously, I'm not joking.