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A lot can and has been said of Ken from media talking heads (the ones he's admitted taking to lunchs/dinners), tragics on net forums like us here andView attachment 1315685
“Huh!?”
“I’ve got no problem with them losing preliminary finals, that happens – they’re the hardest games to win.”
David King, unnecessarily putting words in Hinkley’s mouth:
Fox Footy, 12 September 2021.
HINKS THE JINX GOES TO HARVARD
So here we are, heading into the senior coach’s tenth year as senior coach. He’s not the same parcel he was when he walked into Alberton in October 2012. Of course he isn’t. He’s a decade older for a start, he’s gone bald and he’s slowed to a walk, can’t get out of the chair let alone get out of the coach’s box and go down to the bench to do a bit of one-on-one with the players at critical times of the game. A bit of genuine coaching. If a coach can’t do that, he’s no coach. What’s that you say? He’s never gone down to the bench? Not once in a decade? “I leave that to Vossy and the boys,” he said on pre-match TV? What’s he going to do now that Voss is gone? Surely he’ll go down to the bench in 2022? Surely. Once or twice? Of course he won’t, the bludger. Ooroo Monty.
Indeed, Hinkley has changed. Older, balder, flabbier, slower. But smarter, too, has to be. He’s been to Harvard. With Voss. Two weeks, it was. This happened after his second premature undeserved unneccessary contract extension, the one at the end of 2017. It was a concession given by him so the Club could hang on to him, stop him picking up his toys and calling in his hounds and grumping it back to Gold Coast. Ken had serious misgivings about being seen being sent off to school on the far side of the world. Misgivings? Make that arms crossed, scowl and growl, heels dug in, obstinate Ken sort of misgivings.
“I ain’t goin’.”
It was George Costanza’s idea. Had to be. All Koch could think to do was make Hinkley materially richer, not mentally more fertile. All Koch could come up with was take it from the faithful and the believers and give it to the Hinkleys; that’s as far as the chairman’s deal-making goes. Money. Small change, but money nevertheless. But George, he wanted to see if Hinkley could learn something. Anything. See if he could get better, no matter how miniscule was the improvement. George wanted a professional assessment of what Hinkley had between his ears, and whether it was made of moving parts, so to speak, or just sitting there gumming up the works, like a soggy banana up the exhaust pipe. George wanted to know if this bloke was really not as smart as he pretended not to be.
So Kenny from Camperdown More Far went to Harvard. Voss was sent with him, to keep an eye on him, to make sure Kenny didn’t sleep in, didn’t play truant. No way Ken was chuffed about that. But, then, Ken was never chuffed about anything except a ham & cheese toastie and coke zero by the pool. Ken didn’t want to risk Voss getting any smarter than he already was. Koch and Cardone had brought Voss in without his permission, remember. Ken’s plan was to keep Voss out of range down at the bench. Ken had no intention of helping Voss take his job off him, just like Ken had no intention of taking his eye off of Schofield whom Ken knew was after his job because a voice in his head told him so. It rang true, that voice, as Ken thought everybody was after his job. Insecurity. It’s one of very few things he does well.
A wise man once said: “You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make it drink.” A smart-arse added a second line: “You can send a mule to school, but you can’t make it think.” That smart-arse was me. Rolls off the tongue, right? The rhyme, I mean.
So Ken went to Harvard.
Then it all went wrong: he came back.
He came back and conned the board of directors into believing he was a scholar, and thus a better coach. He conned Koch first, which ain’t hard, and Koch told the board Kenny wasn’t from Camperdown any more. Ken was a Harvard grad now and would therefore win us a premiership. You have to be smart to win a premiership. And Ken was now smart.
And the board believed him.
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SPP: “What’s he on about?”
Boak: “Can’t tell. He’s doing two-word sentences. F@ck Harvard.”
Kane Cornes, SEN:
Now I’m no English major, right? I haven’t been to Harvard, in fact I got 55 in Year 12 and that was largely because my wife Lucy did all my homework for me at school. I’m no expert, but “abomination.” Is there a stronger word to describe a poor performance from a footy team? I can’t think of one. That is from their footy boss.
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“Harvard or no bloody Harvard, the chances of me coaching this club to a flag are this big.”
Concur.A lot can and has been said of Ken from media talking heads (the ones he's admitted taking to lunchs/dinners), tragics on net forums like us here and
the movers and shakers within the PAFC but there's one word I haven't heard that sums him up imo... lazy.
Lazy to anything and everything except his own self interest and the protection thereof. As the debacle of the PF horror show unfolded in front of our eyes
there he was watching on. Doing what? Bevo came to Adelaide with a plan. Block Aliir off the ball, pressure Amon because he's often the final disposer
from clearances and probably a few other tweaks to their gameplan to expose us. Ken's reaction during the game was what... stunned muted zero.
The emperor had no clothes. With everything to play for and a host of advantages over a banged up and tired oppo he delivered what he had between
his ears and in the can in his hand... zero.
For the money he's on what we saw that night was a lazy comfortable thief who gave us nothing yet paradoxically gave us everything he had... nothing.
But wait the horror show had a crowning performance... his presser. A surly, gruff and belligerent man with no answers and no explanation.
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Where does Koch sit in all of this, for me he's the biggest cancer at the club, the fish rots at the head and he's the biggest enabler of Hinkley.View attachment 1315685
“Huh!?”
“I’ve got no problem with them losing preliminary finals, that happens – they’re the hardest games to win.”
David King, unnecessarily putting words in Hinkley’s mouth:
Fox Footy, 12 September 2021.
HINKS THE JINX GOES TO HARVARD
So here we are, heading into the senior coach’s tenth year as senior coach. He’s not the same parcel he was when he walked into Alberton in October 2012. Of course he isn’t. He’s a decade older for a start, he’s gone bald and he’s slowed to a walk, can’t get out of the chair let alone get out of the coach’s box and go down to the bench to do a bit of one-on-one with the players at critical times of the game. A bit of genuine coaching. If a coach can’t do that, he’s no coach. What’s that you say? He’s never gone down to the bench? Not once in a decade? “I leave that to Vossy and the boys,” he said on pre-match TV? What’s he going to do now that Voss is gone? Surely he’ll go down to the bench in 2022? Surely. Once or twice? Of course he won’t, the bludger. Ooroo Monty.
Indeed, Hinkley has changed. Older, balder, flabbier, slower. But smarter, too, has to be. He’s been to Harvard. With Voss. Two weeks, it was. This happened after his second premature undeserved unneccessary contract extension, the one at the end of 2017. It was a concession given by him so the Club could hang on to him, stop him picking up his toys and calling in his hounds and grumping it back to Gold Coast. Ken had serious misgivings about being seen being sent off to school on the far side of the world. Misgivings? Make that arms crossed, scowl and growl, heels dug in, obstinate Ken sort of misgivings.
“I ain’t goin’.”
It was George Costanza’s idea. Had to be. All Koch could think to do was make Hinkley materially richer, not mentally more fertile. All Koch could come up with was take it from the faithful and the believers and give it to the Hinkleys; that’s as far as the chairman’s deal-making goes. Money. Small change, but money nevertheless. But George, he wanted to see if Hinkley could learn something. Anything. See if he could get better, no matter how miniscule was the improvement. George wanted a professional assessment of what Hinkley had between his ears, and whether it was made of moving parts, so to speak, or just sitting there gumming up the works, like a soggy banana up the exhaust pipe. George wanted to know if this bloke was really not as smart as he pretended not to be.
So Kenny from Camperdown More Far went to Harvard. Voss was sent with him, to keep an eye on him, to make sure Kenny didn’t sleep in, didn’t play truant. No way Ken was chuffed about that. But, then, Ken was never chuffed about anything except a ham & cheese toastie and coke zero by the pool. Ken didn’t want to risk Voss getting any smarter than he already was. Koch and Cardone had brought Voss in without his permission, remember. Ken’s plan was to keep Voss out of range down at the bench. Ken had no intention of helping Voss take his job off him, just like Ken had no intention of taking his eye off of Schofield whom Ken knew was after his job because a voice in his head told him so. It rang true, that voice, as Ken thought everybody was after his job. Insecurity. It’s one of very few things he does well.
A wise man once said: “You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make it drink.” A smart-arse added a second line: “You can send a mule to school, but you can’t make it think.” That smart-arse was me. Rolls off the tongue, right? The rhyme, I mean.
So Ken went to Harvard.
Then it all went wrong: he came back.
He came back and conned the board of directors into believing he was a scholar, and thus a better coach. He conned Koch first, which ain’t hard, and Koch told the board Kenny wasn’t from Camperdown any more. Ken was a Harvard grad now and would therefore win us a premiership. You have to be smart to win a premiership. And Ken was now smart.
And the board believed him.
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SPP: “What’s he on about?”
Boak: “Can’t tell. He’s doing two-word sentences. F@ck Harvard.”
Kane Cornes, SEN:
Now I’m no English major, right? I haven’t been to Harvard, in fact I got 55 in Year 12 and that was largely because my wife Lucy did all my homework for me at school. I’m no expert, but “abomination.” Is there a stronger word to describe a poor performance from a footy team? I can’t think of one. That is from their footy boss.
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“Harvard or no bloody Harvard, the chances of me coaching this club to a flag are this big.”
Where does Koch sit in all of this, for me he's the biggest cancer at the club, the fish rots at the head and he's the biggest enabler of Hinkley.
We're stuck with Hinkley cause of Koch statement years ago about making Ken a 10 year coach. He'll have that fulfilled this year. Come hell or high water Koch was getting that wish, despite all the fans protestations and discontent with Ken and the results that came from 2015-2019. Ken was safe as houses, so safe he openly flirted with another job and Koch rewarded him with a undeserved extension.
From round 2 2015 and that sh*t show with the Farris brothers from that moment on Koch unraveled for me. It became about him, and not the club. He's a professional bullshitter, he's said it countless times himself, so anything he says for me is exactly that......utter sh*t.
In a ideal world I'd have Richo in Koch's role, Richo gets it and what we are. Not Koch's idea of the "little club from Alberton" and the sh*t that comes with it.
The shine is long gone from Koch in my opinion, he goes and we may start resembling who we are, with Ken not far behind him.
WHO’S AFRAID OF THE BIG BAD COACH?
All along Koch has been the central piece with knobs on in the Hinkley jigsaw puzzle. In my OP I call him, among other names, Enabler-in-Chief.
Koch, under his loud and superior Brahman Bull facade, is a frightened little boy, too scared to sack Hinkley. Also he’s too much of a small mind, in love with and controlled by his TV image, to sack Hinkley. Koch is afraid that if he gave the fatal nod and created any sort of fuss by sacking Hinkley, and his ratings were affected, Australia would be witness to Channel 7 sacking him. So we are in a senior coach quagmire that is 99.9% of Koch’s making and Koch’s maintaining thereof.
I agree: keeping Koch on as chairman of the board has become, thanks to Hinkley (plus other less vital factors), counter-productive, an ultimately destructive force from within.
Hinkley wised up to Koch a long time ago. Not that Koch has ever been hard to read. Over time Koch has made a fistful of thoughtlessly ugly mistakes that have provoked Hinkley into taking him on - worst being Koch’s crazed reaction to the 2017 elimination final loss - and Hinkley has turned these Koch blunders to his private advantage.
Who suffers most? We do.
The basic issue is that Koch is not an AFL club chairman’s fundamental orifice. He has no natural idea what his priorities in the essential process of serving our Club ought to be. His priority has always been to use the Club, and Hinkley, and the players - whom I know he loves to phone up and sound matey to, yet whom he instantly puts on edge with the sound of his voice on the line - to make himself look good. His ‘I’m Kochie And I Run Port Adelaide Football Club, Aren’t I Great’ act is no more than a Disney production, an extension of Sunrise.
“BUT THE PLAYERS ALL LOVE ME!”
Hinkley now has all this worked out. Koch knows that but knows not what to do next. Hinkley has him flummoxed, like a mongoose mezmerises a cobra. Hinkley, in particular, has Koch bluffed with his “But The Players All Love Me” playbook. Already scared of everything else that might come out of a Hinkley sacking, Koch is petrified by the never-gonna-happen prospect of a player revolt … in which every single player on the list will down tools and walk out on Koch, walk out on their money, walk out on their reputations, walk out on their careers. Because they love Hinks the Jinx so much they can’t face up to an Alberton existence without him. Duh.
We indeed have a dripping showground vanilla icecream as president.
As I’ve said, Koch doesn’t have the fortitude, the dedication to the Club above dedication to himself, to sack Hinkley. It won’t happen unless, make that until, Hinkley makes him look so unfit for the job, humiliates him so much, that Koch has no choice but to sack him to save his own face.
But Hinkley is too street-smart to let that take place by itself.
So it won’t happen until Hinkley buckles under the pressure - as he did at the post-prelim final presser. And then he performed not a lot better six days later when Tredders subjected him to their ‘reluctant interview’ following which Hinkley went into blessed hiding. Too much to hope that he’ll stay there.
DECADE-LONG FOOTBALL FARCE
No, it won’t happen until Hinkley makes a fresh series of blunders of his own that accumulate into an open and shut case for his dismissal by the board and the executive. Being joined at the hip, Koch and Hinkley will go down together.
To my mind enough blunders have already been committed, but they are too far apart, spread over a decade, for any one of them to sufficiently count as the coach-killer we need. The prelim last year feels different; it feels like the first of a series of coach-killers.
We will need forensics to bring all the Hinkley blunders together in one file. This thread is meant as a start to the process, as an example of such a file, composed in my own style which I realise is an acquired taste.
The objective of my OP is to put the entire tragic tale, in detail, on the page and thus on the record … to be browsed on and off by those such as your goodself. To be researched, and doubted, or not, by the media. To be queried, or not, by the media.
Then, as the big picture gradually but inexorably comes into focus, it will be absorbed across the football demographic as general knowledge - especially to the media, most especially the Victorian media, which is at last starting to wake up to the decade-long football farce that is Ken Bloody Hinkley and his Enabler-in-Chief.
Hinkley's pre and post preliminary final performance was almost enough in itself to cause a review of his job.WHO’S AFRAID OF THE BIG BAD COACH?
All along Koch has been the central piece with knobs on in the Hinkley jigsaw puzzle. In my OP I call him, among other names, Enabler-in-Chief.
Koch, under his loud and superior Brahman Bull facade, is a frightened little boy, too scared to sack Hinkley. Also he’s too much of a small mind, in love with and controlled by his TV image, to sack Hinkley. Koch is afraid that if he gave the fatal nod and created any sort of fuss by sacking Hinkley, and his ratings were affected, Australia would be witness to Channel 7 sacking him. So we are in a senior coach quagmire that is 99.9% of Koch’s making and Koch’s maintaining thereof.
I agree: keeping Koch on as chairman of the board has become, thanks to Hinkley (plus other less vital factors), counter-productive, an ultimately destructive force from within.
Hinkley wised up to Koch a long time ago. Not that Koch has ever been hard to read. Over time Koch has made a fistful of thoughtlessly ugly mistakes that have provoked Hinkley into taking him on - worst being Koch’s crazed reaction to the 2017 elimination final loss - and Hinkley has turned these Koch blunders to his private advantage.
Who suffers most? We do.
The basic issue is that Koch is not an AFL club chairman’s fundamental orifice. He has no natural idea what his priorities in the essential process of serving our Club ought to be. His priority has always been to use the Club, and Hinkley, and the players - whom I know he loves to phone up and sound matey to, yet whom he instantly puts on edge with the sound of his voice on the line - to make himself look good. His ‘I’m Kochie And I Run Port Adelaide Football Club, Aren’t I Great’ act is no more than a Disney production, an extension of Sunrise.
“BUT THE PLAYERS ALL LOVE ME!”
Hinkley now has all this worked out. Koch knows that but knows not what to do next. Hinkley has him flummoxed, like a mongoose mezmerises a cobra. Hinkley, in particular, has Koch bluffed with his “But The Players All Love Me” playbook. Already scared of everything else that might come out of a Hinkley sacking, Koch is petrified by the never-gonna-happen prospect of a player revolt … in which every single player on the list will down tools and walk out on Koch, walk out on their money, walk out on their reputations, walk out on their careers. Because they love Hinks the Jinx so much they can’t face up to an Alberton existence without him. Duh.
We indeed have a dripping showground vanilla icecream as president.
As I’ve said, Koch doesn’t have the fortitude, the dedication to the Club above dedication to himself, to sack Hinkley. It won’t happen unless, make that until, Hinkley makes him look so unfit for the job, humiliates him so much, that Koch has no choice but to sack him to save his own face.
But Hinkley is too street-smart to let that take place by itself.
So it won’t happen until Hinkley buckles under the pressure - as he did at the post-prelim final presser. And then he performed not a lot better six days later when Tredders subjected him to their ‘reluctant interview’ following which Hinkley went into blessed hiding. Too much to hope that he’ll stay there.
DECADE-LONG FOOTBALL FARCE
No, it won’t happen until Hinkley makes a fresh series of blunders of his own that accumulate into an open and shut case for his dismissal by the board and the executive. Being joined at the hip, Koch and Hinkley will go down together.
To my mind enough blunders have already been committed, but they are too far apart, spread over a decade, for any one of them to sufficiently count as the coach-killer we need. The prelim last year feels different; it feels like the first of a series of coach-killers.
We will need forensics to bring all the Hinkley blunders together in one file. This thread is meant as a start to the process, as an example of such a file, composed in my own style which I realise is an acquired taste.
The objective of my OP is to put the entire tragic tale, in detail, on the page and thus on the record … to be browsed on and off by those such as your goodself. To be researched, and doubted, or not, by the media. To be queried, or not, by the media.
Then, as the big picture gradually but inexorably comes into focus, it will be absorbed across the football demographic as general knowledge - especially to the media, most especially the Victorian media, which is at last starting to wake up to the decade-long football farce that is Ken Bloody Hinkley and his Enabler-in-Chief.
Mate, could you expand on “I’m going to suffer.” First I’ve heard of this pre-match prediction by Hinkley.Hinkley's pre and post preliminary final performance was almost enough in itself to cause a review of his job.
The line pre game of "I'm going to suffer" before a ball was bounced was telling for me. We played like a team that was scared of the moment in front of it, having a coach lead them who seemed scared of the moment ahead. By the time they all realised what they were in for the game was done, season over and it lead to the worst performance of Hinkley in a post game press conference. For him to claim all season "judge us come finals" then to be absolutely embarrassed and then counter it with "we had a good season, don't judge us on one game" or words to those affect spoke of a man spooked and clueless of what had happened. For me if he sat there and just told the truth of it all going wrong, while disappointed and angry I'd have accepted it as he fronted up to it and owned it (I'll also add take nothing away from the Bulldogs that night, they were sensational and deserved winners).
The 5AA interview with Tredders being Tredders and asking the hard questions was a farce. Then to hear Tredrea & Kane Cornes were spoken to about their criticism of the club and Hinkley privately was laughable and below the title of a professional coach. The criticism was warranted and deserved, and no one is beyond it. Except in Koch and Hinkley's dream world.
As for this season, my usual sense of optimism isn't there. I feel we have the talent, and to much talent to bottom out to cause the needed change, but feeling like we already know how it ends is depressing as a die hard supporter as it's only January.
I'll also add I'll happily eat my words if we win a flag this year, all I want is success at our great club, even if it comes in spite of who leads us.
Mate, could you expand on “I’m going to suffer.” First I’ve heard of this pre-match prediction by Hinkley.
It has me thinking of what I wrote in a previous post re noting on TV how Tom Jonas tentatively entered the arena alone and the other players hung back in the race.
What happened in the rooms before the game? I’m determined to find out.
I’m thinking Schofield.
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Mate, we were just a bit unlucky.I guess I'm doing what Hinkley never will by addressing the first quarter calamity.
It was the pre game, on the ground interview. It was along the lines of being said to him to enjoy the game, and he fired back with "I'm not going to enjoy it" or something along those lines. I have may worded it wrong with the "I'm going to suffer" quote as I can't remember it word for word exactly, but it stuck out to me as the entirely wrong attitude.Mate, could you expand on “I’m going to suffer.” First I’ve heard of this pre-match prediction by Hinkley.
It has me thinking of what I wrote in a previous post re noting on TV how Tom Jonas tentatively entered the arena alone and the other players hung back in the race.
What happened in the rooms before the game? I’m determined to find out.
I’m thinking Schofield.
It was the pre game, on the ground interview. It was along the lines of being said to him to enjoy the game, and he fired back with "I'm not going to enjoy it" or something along those lines. I have may worded it wrong with the "I'm going to suffer" quote as I can't remember it word for word exactly, but it stuck out to me as the entirely wrong attitude.
I'm with you something went catastrophicly wrong pre game, no idea what but to not be switched on from the start, which was something in our three finals before that we were always on from the start stuck out like a sore thumb, and still does. I won't rewatch the game cause there's no point as a fan, I don't want to sit through it again.
Thanks mate. Indeed the body language during pre-game interviews on TV from both Hinkley and his captain was strange. This was not Port Adelaide coming on to the ground in a prelim final. This was a group of football people who were unsure about being there. Totally weird.It was the pre game, on the ground interview. It was along the lines of being said to him to enjoy the game, and he fired back with "I'm not going to enjoy it" or something along those lines. I have may worded it wrong with the "I'm going to suffer" quote as I can't remember it word for word exactly, but it stuck out to me as the entirely wrong attitude.
I'm with you something went catastrophicly wrong pre game, no idea what but to not be switched on from the start, which was something in our three finals before that we were always on from the start stuck out like a sore thumb, and still does. I won't rewatch the game cause there's no point as a fan, I don't want to sit through it again.
Something was off, I don't know what, the club will never tell us what it was, Hinkley definitely won't. He had his chance post game, and clammed up and again on 5aa. Then he's been conspicuous by his absence ever since.Thanks mate. Indeed the body language during pre-game interviews on TV from both Hinkley and his captain was strange. This was not Port Adelaide coming on to the ground in a prelim final. This was a group of football people who were unsure about being there. Totally weird.
Putting Gray in the middle as a punt and Drew on the bench because he’s started on the bench in all but three games is as contradictory as it gets. It was abominable coaching, to coin a word, totally Hinkley. And I’m getting the feeling these moves were made at the last minute before the players left the rooms, and there was a reaction from Schofield whose move to West Coast was announced suspiciously soon after the final siren.
We deserve to be told what happened, not treated like residents of an oppressed society.
Incidentally, I am not getting at Tom Jonas in any way. I am his BF buddy this year (Sam Hayes, too). Funny thing is I already know Tom who has been to Hong Kong two or three times representing the Club, so we were already ‘buddies’ before he became my buddy.
This is illuminating. Whether Hinkley said on camera pre-game “I‘m going to suffer” or “I’m not going to enjoy it” or something similar, it all remains the same - yet another example of his destructive pessimism and negativity.It was the pre game, on the ground interview. It was along the lines of being said to him to enjoy the game, and he fired back with "I'm not going to enjoy it" or something along those lines. I have may worded it wrong with the "I'm going to suffer" quote as I can't remember it word for word exactly, but it stuck out to me as the entirely wrong attitude.
I'm with you something went catastrophicly wrong pre game, no idea what but to not be switched on from the start, which was something in our three finals before that we were always on from the start stuck out like a sore thumb, and still does. I won't rewatch the game cause there's no point as a fan, I don't want to sit through it again.
If this is the case and CD has been baby-sitting Hinkley for 6 years why was Richardson complicit in the most recent Hinkley extension?Here this: should George go, the first to follow him out the door toot sweet will be Richo. They are a partnership.
Pushing our only tactician in Monty down to the best to be chief cheer leader would be the most Ken move ever.
Got to sideline the competition.
If only he put as much thought and strategy into getting to the top in football as he does in staying at the top job in coaching we'd be premiers 3x over.
Something was off, I don't know what, the club will never tell us what it was, Hinkley definitely won't. He had his chance post game, and clammed up and again on 5aa. Then he's been conspicuous by his absence ever since.
It was the pre game, on the ground interview. It was along the lines of being said to him to enjoy the game, and he fired back with "I'm not going to enjoy it" or something along those lines. I have may worded it wrong with the "I'm going to suffer" quote as I can't remember it word for word exactly, but it stuck out to me as the entirely wrong attitude.
Davies and Richo are the future of the club, there's the top two right there. Koch can have his media title and his ego chasing headlines, but let those two make the big decisions. They get it, and represent us better then anyone we have at the club currently. In a ideal world you'd get Tredders in there in some capacity as well and complete the set.This is illuminating. Whether Hinkley said on camera pre-game “I‘m going to suffer” or “I’m not going to enjoy it” or something similar, it all remains the same - yet another example of his destructive pessimism and negativity.
In the OP I posted the following:
KBH and Koch are too busy thinking about ways to come second. Hinkley himself is too deep in his own negativity, too entertained by, make that obsessed by, his own compulsive self-fulfilling pessimistic prophesies.
Ken Bloody Hinkley has not changed in ten years. I don’t know why the Club keeps beating its head against a brick wall, wasting time and spending millions - that are needed more in other places such as the Chasing Greatness Fund and the quest for zero debt - hoping Hinkley will improve. Of course he won’t. He has been, and will remain, stubborn, obstinate, negative, pessimistic and wholly unqualified all his football life.
I feel for CD alias George Costanza. I really do. We couldn’t have a better man in the post of football boss. But CD has been forced to spend six-plus years personally looking after Ken Hinkley, like a special-needs teacher nursing a special-needs student through primary school.
George should be put in charge of a wider, deeper chunk of the Club. He is capable. But held back, he is, by the constant need to mentor the senior coach through season after season.
It’s all because of Koch, of course. If George should be offered a sweetheart deal elsewhere and leave the Club, and we’re without him but still stuck with Hinkley, Koch and Cardone, I’ll … I’ll … I’ll … write something very nasty with lots of sophisticated swearwords.
Here this: should George go, the first to follow him out the door toot sweet will be Richo. They are a partnership.