Queensland Rugby League South East Queensland Division
The South East Queensland Division of the Queensland Rugby League (QRL) is responsible for the running of rugby league in South-East Queensland. This makes the South East Division responsible for the FOGS Cup, FOGS Colts Challenge and Brisbane Second Division competitions. This Division also administers the City team in the annual QRL City-Country match.
The South East Queensland Division is also responsible for administering the game of rugby league across the Gold Coast and Ipswich. These two cities alone comprise of over 7000 junior and senior players.
In 2007 the South East Division merged with the Southern Division to form the South East Queensland Division, decreasing the number of QRL divisions from 6 to 5.
Read more about Queensland Rugby League South East Queensland Division: Brisbane A-Grade (FOGS Cup) and FOGS Colts Challenge, Greater Brisbane Junior Rugby League, Ipswich Rugby League, Ipswich Juniors, Queensland Masters Rugby League Association, Sources
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