- Nov 9, 2001
- 2,256
- 8,677
- AFL Club
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- Other Teams
- are listed below us on the ladder
I always knew we were due a plateau (I didn't think it was going to tilt the other way but even staying still would not have been good) but I still hold firm to the belief that our window opens next year and will be open for 3 to 5 years.
I have always been a bit iffy about Longmuir, J - but only because he's reasonably rizz-free. Seems like a good manager. Has sound football ideas. Has hunger.
But he's not a freak. I think you have to be a nutcase to be an AFL coach. That's a given, but with the really nutty ones, it's not just results which separate a Neeld from a Macrae. Charisma is a huge part of it.
And does Longy have it?
Of course, it's not the talking to me via footy media that matters. It's the talking to the players. I suspect he has that covered. We're in the Pat Cummins era after all. We connect. We build. Blah de fuggen blah.
But I am from Freo. I don't want a counsellor. I don't want a MBA-wielding corporate shill. I want John Todd. I want Big Ron Alexander. I want ****en Mal Brown instructing the Souths boys to break Bomber Peake's ****en jaw. I actually need some freakiness. I want the authenticity that comes with a little bit of lack of control.
Rip some shit up, Freo boys.
I do not care if you lose if you genuinely played to win.
I have always been a bit iffy about Longmuir, J - but only because he's reasonably rizz-free. Seems like a good manager. Has sound football ideas. Has hunger.
But he's not a freak. I think you have to be a nutcase to be an AFL coach. That's a given, but with the really nutty ones, it's not just results which separate a Neeld from a Macrae. Charisma is a huge part of it.
And does Longy have it?
Of course, it's not the talking to me via footy media that matters. It's the talking to the players. I suspect he has that covered. We're in the Pat Cummins era after all. We connect. We build. Blah de fuggen blah.
But I am from Freo. I don't want a counsellor. I don't want a MBA-wielding corporate shill. I want John Todd. I want Big Ron Alexander. I want ****en Mal Brown instructing the Souths boys to break Bomber Peake's ****en jaw. I actually need some freakiness. I want the authenticity that comes with a little bit of lack of control.
Rip some shit up, Freo boys.
I do not care if you lose if you genuinely played to win.