Queensland Rugby League South West Division

Queensland Rugby League South West Division

The South-West Division of the Queensland Rugby League is responsible for administering the game of rugby league in southern Queensland, Australia, from Toowoomba west to the border. It is also responsible for the Toowoomba Clydesdales team in the Queensland Cup, and the Toowoomba Fillies women's Rugby League team.

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