Coach Alastair Clarkson III - new NMFC senior coach until at least end 2027 - NMFC board approved AC to start 1/11 amid ongoing HFC racism investigation

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In a weird way the pain of missing out or getting knocked back by Dusty, Kelly and Gaff was worth it if it meant landing Clarkson. In other words I'd do it over it again if the results were the same.
We're better off with him than any of those guys.
 
Having a freshly brewed "choggy milk"... A 10% ABV chocolate milk stout in honour of our best boy Ben10 and of course today's events. A ****ing delicious beverage for these ****ing delicious circumstances!
 

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So firstly, I'd like to apologise to KIA34 for calling his mail/updates bullshit. Clearly I was wrong and I apologise.

Secondly, whilst I didn't bombard the legendary threads with negativity, I did write an emotional outburst the other day, giving up all hope of getting Clarko and that north couldn't compete in the AFL due to the unfair bias against us. Don't get me wrong, the bias and hate against us is real, but clearly today has showed that heart and honour can help us overcome those ingrained negative attitudes from most in the AFL world.

Those bias's had beaten me down. Hard. I, like all of you, love the club so much that I couldn't handle not getting Clarko at this point, to a drug cheating rabble. I think I would have de-activated my Bigfooty account, which would have been a real shame as this place has helped get me through a really tough time in my life, many of you will know about that.

In terms of bonafides for my love of the club that I have loved for over 30 years (I'm not even 40), I present you with a pic of the day I got my first membership

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That was 1992 and I was 7.

My brother and I share a mum, but different dads. All my dads side of the family are Collingwood, and it was my brother who swayed me to the ways of the Shinboner, and who got our mum to love the club as much as we do. My dad took this better than expected and still took me to watch north play many times, more than the pies, as he just wanted me to love footy.

So needless to say my mum, brother and I have been obsessed ever since. My nephew is named Archer, if that helps ram home the point.

Here you will find me at Dallas Brooks Hall in 2007, a mere week after Archer was born next door at the FreesMasonsView attachment 1483448

Certainly one of the greatest nights of my life. I believe it is on the photo wall at Arden St, and as my bro pointed out I also made the Mazda video this week.

But today has certainly rivalled these experiences for me. And I can't help but think back to 2007.

There are probably more knowledgable people on this board about the events of 2007, but I think back to the term "things happen for a reason". The Australian Tax Office threatening to shut the club down unless members could elect 3 board members seems a strange thing to actually save a football club, but that event, coupled with our rise from 3rd last in 2006 to 3rd in 2007, created a protective cocoon around the club out of nowhere. Like some sort of spirit was looking over us, and intervened at just the right time to literally save the club. I mean come on, the ATO doesn't usually save institutions. But I was there for that vote. I was there when Allen Aylett lied to a room full of diehards. I was there when an old lady cried when he walked off without answering any questions or addressing our future. But from that night came JB, Mark Brayshaw and Ron Joseph onto the board.

I think back to a steak knives trade landing us Wayne Carey. The greatest footballer ever who not only gave me the opportunity to sit at the MCG with my mum and brother as we won 2 flags, but also saved the club from a Fitzroy fate. Like something intervened. I don't know much about the 70's but it seems a rule quirk just brought in allowed us to win our first 2 flags. Again, like something was looking after us.

Fast forward to 2020. I sat there as covid hit and wondered how we would survive the "financial reckoning" facing the AFL and clubs. I saw a promising first year coach implode and a new coach hired. That new coach tried his best but as we know, wasn't able to improve us, and judging by results this year, somehow took us backward. I couldn't understand how the club could be so unlucky. How EVERYTHING seemed to go against us, and how media people and AFL people seemed to get off on it.

It may have been the first thread about Alastair Clarkson and how we should get him, I scoffed at our chances. But again, things seem to have happened for a reason. Shaw and Noble had to happen to get us here. We hire say Brett ratten and he probably does a reasonable job and we miss out on Clarko. Noble shows even a hint of improvement this year and we miss out on Clarkson.

The world works in mysterious ways, and seemingly especially for our great club. When things are darkest something odd happens and we survive these tough times. And in some cases thrive.

Maybe Clarko leads us to number 5. Maybe he doesn't. But it sure feels like the Shinboner spirit intervening and destiny calling.

Go Roos!!!!!!!!
I read it all. Thanks mate.
 

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In a weird way the pain of missing out or getting knocked back by Dusty, Kelly and Gaff was worth it if it meant landing Clarkson. In other words I'd do it over it again if the results were the same.
Yep. If Bard Scotts had landed one or maybe two of them we might have finished a creditable seventh and declined slowly from there. So his failure will be the catalyst for the club's future success.

I like it.
 
Hi All, very much a lurker on this forum, but I hope you'll indulge me the need to express something of today.

I really want to thank every one of you who wrote things, happy, sad, hopeful, pessimistic or otherwise on this thread and the two glorious predecessors. The last couple of weeks - the ups and the downs - have landed me in a bit of an emotional pickle, and it is one of singular joys to have shared it silently with you all.

It's days like this when you are reminded of singular intangible beauty of being in thrall to the North Melbourne Football Club. My gran grew up in Hartcher st, and our Irish ancestors have been somewhere around Hotham Hill since the 1860's. She loved the club with her very soul, teaching us the humility and integrity and honour that drove that. The first game she took me too was a flogging against the Hawks at Waverley in the driving rain in the late 80's when I was seven. I didn't like it much.

However, after she passed a few years later, my sister took me again. It was Adrian McAdams first game, and I can still remember him kicking his 7th goal into the stands filled with delirious kangas fans to this day. I've always wished my gran could have seen what was to come.
The next seven years were triumph, and I was obsessed with every minute. The nuffiest of nuffies. The club gave me joy, and fun and so much else. Mostly though, it gave me my identity. Being a North fan was to know you were different, to be a bit outside, but in the 90's, it was ok to do that and for it to be alright, great even.

The last 20 years have increasingly been harder. Sometimes hard, sometimes sad, but always with those moments of joy that come from the unique quality of loving this club. The last 6 months were harder, much harder. There were moments when I truly despaired. I wondered how my daughter will feel about this, how will she be drawn in like I was by McAdam in '93?

Watching this last month and feeling a sense of hope - tiny at first but increasingly greater, until it was at an intensity I haven't experienced since '99 grand final week - has been transformative. Being able to witness so many others here go through this will remain with me forever, and I'm so thankful to you all for it.

Alistair coming back to North will have an impact on the future, but in the here and now, it reminded me of my gran and all the beautiful moments and the part of myself that comes from those moments and what they meant. Being able to have that come back makes this one of the finest days I've had as a supporter of this club.

Thanks for indulging me - go kangas
 

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Well you crazy lot, after an early start and a massive day, its off to bed for me. Its currently raining which is my favourite sound. The perfect end to the perfect day. Thanks for all the laughs and passion 💙🤍
 
Hi All, very much a lurker on this forum, but I hope you'll indulge me the need to express something of today.

I really want to thank every one of you who wrote things, happy, sad, hopeful, pessimistic or otherwise on this thread and the two glorious predecessors. The last couple of weeks - the ups and the downs - have landed me in a bit of an emotional pickle, and it is one of singular joys to have shared it silently with you all.

It's days like this when you are reminded of singular intangible beauty of being in thrall to the North Melbourne Football Club. My gran grew up in Hartcher st, and our Irish ancestors have been somewhere around Hotham Hill since the 1860's. She loved the club with her very soul, teaching us the humility and integrity and honour that drove that. The first game she took me too was a flogging against the Hawks at Waverley in the driving rain in the late 80's when I was seven. I didn't like it much.

However, after she passed a few years later, my sister took me again. It was Adrian McAdams first game, and I can still remember him kicking his 7th goal into the stands filled with delirious kangas fans to this day. I've always wished my gran could have seen what was to come.
The next seven years were triumph, and I was obsessed with every minute. The nuffiest of nuffies. The club gave me joy, and fun and so much else. Mostly though, it gave me my identity. Being a North fan was to know you were different, to be a bit outside, but in the 90's, it was ok to do that and for it to be alright, great even.

The last 20 years have increasingly been harder. Sometimes hard, sometimes sad, but always with those moments of joy that come from the unique quality of loving this club. The last 6 months were harder, much harder. There were moments when I truly despaired. I wondered how my daughter will feel about this, how will she be drawn in like I was by McAdam in '93?

Watching this last month and feeling a sense of hope - tiny at first but increasingly greater, until it was at an intensity I haven't experienced since '99 grand final week - has been transformative. Being able to witness so many others here go through this will remain with me forever, and I'm so thankful to you all for it.

Alistair coming back to North will have an impact on the future, but in the here and now, it reminded me of my gran and all the beautiful moments and the part of myself that comes from those moments and what they meant. Being able to have that come back makes this one of the finest days I've had as a supporter of this club.

Thanks for indulging me - go kangas
Great first post.
 
In honour of the joy and rollercoaster the last week has brought us I have assigned the first two Clarksonss threads the "Certified Legendary" tags. Once we hit part 4, this one will follow. Well done everybody who enjoyed and contributed to the biggest ride we've seen since we told a certain organisation to "cram it with walnuts, ugly" and stayed home.
 
Found out we had Clarko and that I was getting a new job, all within 5 minutes this morning. And had to get my phone out to listen to Clarko's press conference, while at my current job.
Just ecstatic that this came off, because it gives us instant credibility. Will help with the retention of Cam along with Buckets and JHF next year.
The ghosts of Dusty, Kelly and Gaff can be conclusively laid to rest because we got the biggest fish of all. Clarko has a proven record of attracting quality players from other clubs. He's also proven he develop his own and will be excellent for JHF, TT and Stevo in helping them reach their potential.
He also attracts the best assistant coaching prospects, with his record of developing senior coaches.
His presser was excellent and you can't help but be impressed by his character. He's home and with Clarko and Sonja we're in good hands.
The light at the end of the tunnel is now visible, we're back in town.
Also a shout out to Kingy for imploding * with a brief throwaway line. Love your work!
 
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