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Really, can i ask why imo Walters will be a much more complete player then Jetta. Jetta will be a small forward his whole carear where Walters will start forward and move into the midfield
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Walters :Just how good?
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One of the main opinions I have heard on Walters is his rare talent to create space for himself to operate in.
Only the elite players have this ability.
It enables them to be more precise in their delivery and use of the ball.
Add to this Walters ball winning ability and his bag of tricks and he could indeed become an elite player. A goalkicking midfielder...........
I have watched a few clips of him since hearing these opinions and I have to agree.
Only the elite players have this ability.
It enables them to be more precise in their delivery and use of the ball.
Add to this Walters ball winning ability and his bag of tricks and he could indeed become an elite player. A goalkicking midfielder...........
I have watched a few clips of him since hearing these opinions and I have to agree.
He also played a very good game in the Colts GF and was best on ground. He didn't play the whole game in the forward line as well. As long as we don't have the oppertunity to take Chris Yarran. People rate him too highly just bsed on his skill level. He can be very lazy at times and seems like he is afraid of being hit.
If we got Naita (2), swift (18), Walters (20), Jetta (36) and Cockie (52), i would literally jump for joy. Don't see jetta lasting til 36, or swift lasting til 18.
Maybe so, but Strauss has better foot skills than any of them
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Looking at his highlights video, he looks very fiesty and aggressive, will add some grunt to the team he is drafted to.
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Walters, haven't seen much of Strauss.
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He could end up being the best performed player from the draft.
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Well he is a muppet.
Anyone who has seen Walters continually pump the ball in for Swan Districts ar Colts level will know his class.
The only thing that will work against him is his size. Having said that, I'd still rate him somewhere between 20-30 in this years draft.
http://www.realfooty.com.au/news/news/a-street-named-desire/2008/11/21/1226770742991.html
if we manage to get naitanui and walters, we'd have to be a big chance to lure yarran in a couple of years....
think of the possibilities
if we manage to get naitanui and walters, we'd have to be a big chance to lure yarran in a couple of years....
think of the possibilities
http://www.realfooty.com.au/news/news/a-street-named-desire/2008/11/21/1226770742991.html
if we manage to get naitanui and walters, we'd have to be a big chance to lure yarran in a couple of years....
think of the possibilities
That would be sweet as. Imagine the onball line up of Natinui Walters Yarran.
Being so close to each other there would be some pull to comeback home to play together, especially if Yarran does move interstate to Carlton/Essendon.
That would be sweet as. Imagine the onball line up of Natinui Walters Yarran.
Being so close to each other there would be some pull to comeback home to play together, especially if Yarran does move interstate to Carlton/Essendon.
Hopefully Carlton, just so we can get one back on them
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A street named desire
Emma Quayle | November 22, 2008
CHRIS Yarran and Michael Walters are in Nick Naitanui's living room, sitting squeezed into a two-seater couch. They are trying to remember the first time they met, and it's hard; they can't remember not knowing each other.
Chris can still see Nick's big afro hairstyle, and recall the day he jumped onto the PA system at primary school and called a Melbourne Cup. Michael can remember how quiet Chris used to be, how he never used to speak until someone spoke to him, and Nick can't remember Michael being anything but a chatty, cheeky, energetic kid. "Look at him!" he laughs, pointing at a junior basketball photo in which Walters leans towards the camera with a big, goofy grin. Walters doesn't even bother objecting, or even just rolling his eyes: there's another photo, on another wall, where he's hamming it up even more.
Walters was the first to move into Bushby Street - a long, wide road in Midvale, in Perth's outer-eastern suburbs - and nobody ever called him Michael. As a baby, he travelled from Perth to Adelaide with his parents and big brother, to see his father's family for the first time. As the train rattled along, and the sky turned dark outside, he refused to fall asleep, so his father made up a lullaby, calling him "my son son". It caught on: his brother, Colin, wouldn't let anyone call him anything but "Son Son" after he did, finally, drift off to sleep. These days, he'll settle for Sonny as well.
Walters was four when "Nicko" Naitanui moved in, six houses down the street, his fraternal twin brother Mark in tow. Next door to them was Yarran, who was living with his mother at her parents' place. The 17-year-old has lived in many houses and in many streets over the years; at times, he wasn't entirely sure where he would be sleeping the next night. But Bushby was the street Yarran kept coming back to, and Midvale the suburb that most felt like home. The three boys started primary school together and - except for a few years when Yarran moved an hour away to Northam, still dropping by some weekends - they have lived within a few minutes of each other. The draft will make their long-shared dream come true, but separate them for the first real time in their lives.
Football connected the boys, from the very start. Yarran can remember the three of them clumping down the bitumen road together, to the oval at the end of it, already wearing their footy boots. They would drag a bin out onto the road in front of Nicko's place, lining it up alongside a mail box, a tree and a concrete pole - cheap, easy goal posts. Between the Naitanuis' cousins, Yarran's cousins, Walters' brother and the other kids in their street, there would be up to 30 boys on the road at once, tackling each other to the asphalt, scampering to the side when a car tore past, scoring bonus points for hitting the bin or the tree, and never craving company. "All you had to do if you were bored," said Naitanui, "was go and knock next door."
Yarran was the kid who always hit the target; the one with the sharp, instinctive skills. He only ever wanted to be one thing: an AFL footballer. "Son Son" was the little one, who went to bed each night with his footy and would scurry around after the bigger, older kids, all energy. At school, Naitanui could do anything he turned either his mind or body to: he was the class accountant, counting the money when his class went off on excursions, and winning almost everything on athletics day. His mother, Atetha, thought he would end up becoming a basketballer; he started kicking the football only because the other kids did, and it was actually the least of his talents.
"I was just a skinny kid and I couldn't even kick properly. I'm still struggling now with it," he said, smiling. "But most of the kids in Midvale, that's just how we played. We didn't really practice or train all our skills like some other kids, we just ran around on the street. We'd have little scratch matches, four on four, and all we did was play." Still, he could tell even then that Yarran's plans were sensible ones. "You just knew," he said. "Some kids are just better than the rest. Chris was the best one of us all."
Life hasn't exactly been easy, for the boys or those around them. Naitanui's parents, Atetha and Bola, moved to Sydney almost 19 years ago, from the Fijian village near Suva where Nick's older brother and sister still live. He has never lived there himself, but when he goes there, each year, he feels at home. His parents moved away because they wanted opportunity, said Atetha, but the twins were just one when Bola found out he had cancer and only a few months to live.
Alone, Atetha moved the boys to Perth, simply because she had a brother there and wasn't sure where else she should go. She still sometimes wonders how she made it though, how she kept from collapsing, but she knows her boys kept her going, that they gave her no choice. "If I'd given up . . . " she said, pausing. "I couldn't give up."
Atetha, who married again three years ago, always resisted signing on for a pension - she never wanted to be given anything and she always wanted to work, even if it meant things were a little bit trickier to pay for. For the past 14 years she has worked for Homewest, helping to find housing for homeless people in the eastern suburbs and working with some of the kids who grew up playing kick-to-kick with her own boys. Some seem too embarrassed to look her in the eye.
"It's like the kids here are in hiding, they turn the other way when they see that I am coming," she said. "I say to Nick and Mark always, when you see these boys, talk to them, don't even think they have been in jail. It's sad, it's very sad. Some of these young indigenous boys that played with my boys, I thought that they were going to make it. They had so much talent, so much skill. But drugs and bashings and assaults . . . that's the way of life here. That's how these kids survive."
As he was growing up, Walters knew that his mum and dad struggled some months to pay the rent; that even filling the petrol tank to take him to a training session was sometimes a stretch. "It wasn't something you ever really thought about," he said. "You just sort of knew, that we had it a bit harder than most people."
He can only ever remember being a happy child, although this year has been a wrenching one. Walters' parents separated earlier this year and his father, Mick, moved home to Adelaide. He came back to Perth mid-year, but left again in September, two days before Walters played for the Swan Districts under-19 team in a grand final. His grandfather flew straight from Adelaide to watch him play, but Walters was emotional, deflated and, said his mother, Martha, forced for the first time to re-assess his biggest idol.
"It was devastating. It really hurt 'Son Son' and it's been a real struggle for all of us," she said. "He looked up to his father, I think 'Son Son' really just wanted to make dad proud, and thought what he was doing was the right way to do that. He's an emotional boy, he's a fiery boy - the only time he isn't fiery is when he's playing on the football field - but he's worked through it now. He knows he has some exciting times coming up and that he has a lot of support and that a lot of people love him. He loves dad, but dad has to be put at the back for a while, and that's hard."
It's something Yarran had to grapple with a lot longer back. He was only eight when his father, Malcolm, was jailed; he still sees him now, and talks to him on the phone, and his most vivid memories are of walking home with him from footy training, hand-in-hand. He can't remember feeling ashamed of where his dad was, and will be for a while yet, but when other kids asked him about it, he didn't want to talk. "I just took it as life, as the way life goes," he said. "I never said much about it and it's still hard now, to think about it. But I just think of the good times with him, and I saw my mum and how she didn't let it bring her down. She didn't want it in my head, she wanted me to feel proud. With where I am, I sort of owe it to her. She's the one who kept me playing football."
Yarran had a grandfather willing to take him wherever he had to be, any time. He had neighbours - who could all see his footballing talents - willing to chip in with petrol money when they could. He had footy - and there was never any choice to skip training, he said, because Nick Naitanui would be banging on his door, telling him to hurry.
But more than anything, he had his mother, Deb, who didn't want any of her five children - Chris is the youngest - to carry someone else's burden. Even if it meant she had to, or felt that she did. "It was hard but I adjusted. I had to," she said. "If I was to let things slip, I think the whole family would have fallen apart. I just stayed strong and did the best I could. I always said to Chris, never feel ashamed of where dad is, you have to go and live your own life."
As he grew up, Naitanui began to notice articles in the newspaper, saying Midvale had the highest break-in rate in Perth. Men would return home to Bushby Street after stints in jail and while he was conscious of where they had been, he couldn't quite reconcile that with with how happy and safe he had always seemed to feel. Later still, he had friends of his own go off to jail; like Atetha, he'd grown up thinking they were the ones who had the best chance to go far.
"It's kind of sad to see and to even think, that you've got mates and they're locked up now," he said. "But you see them, some of them get out of jail, and they seem so happy for you. Even as a kid, you knew it was a tough place we lived in, that people were in trouble with the police, but they were always good to you. They were always looking out for you."
More recently, all three boys have felt more keenly that people judge other people according to their post code. Two years ago, Naitanui had no reason to believe he could play in the AFL one day; when he made the under-16 West Australian squad, he told the coaches he didn't want to play. His reluctance was internal; he didn't think he was good enough. But after he was talked into taking his place in the under-16 team and met other, more fortunate kids who also seemed to assume he wouldn't get there, his mind began to change. "You'd meet kids who go to private schools, and they sort of looked down on you and asked where you were from and laughed at you," he said. "Looking back, I know it was a bad place we came from, but we didn't know any different, we just knew it as home. Some other kids thought they were better and I think that gave me a desire to make it even more, to show it doesn't matter where you come from, that you can still do as well as any other kid can." Yarran agrees. "It's sort of good for the community," he said. "I reckon we could help a bit, with where we are now."
Yesterday, in Perth, three mothers and their teenage sons had lunch together. It was a kind of farewell; their last chance to spent time together before "Son Son", Nicko and Chris are potentially drafted to three different teams, to three different states. They felt apprehensive, a little bit anxious but, more than anything, excited. They wished they had thought to take some photos back in the Bushby Street days, to have somehow known what was going to happen - but then again, why would they have? "They were just three little boys, whoever would have thought that this was where they would be?" said Atetha, proud of what the boys have overcome and achieved, but equally proud of herself, Martha and Deb. "We didn't do too bad, did we?"
THE BOYS OF BUSHBY STREET
The word from Australian Institute of Sport-AFL Academy coach Alan McConnell:
NICK NAITANUI Swan Districts, 200.9cm, 97kg "Nick not so long ago didn't even actually know that he wanted to be an AFL footballer. It wasn't until he spent a week training with an AFL club (in January 2007) that he actually decided he wanted do it. Up until that time it was all good fun and exciting and different but he didn't have the same sense of destiny as other boys, it was all just a bit of an adventure. I think his kicking has improved. He's always had quite a good ability to distribute the ball by hand and bring others into the game. His athleticism has always been evident, and the decision-making has improved to some degree. He's competitive and aggressive, but he has to get himself into the right space."
CHRIS YARRAN Swan Districts, 180cm, 83kg "The personal growth for Chris has been phenomenal. He was a boy who barely put two words together, and now he's comfortable in himself and with where he's at. He'll go out of his way in a room to initiate contact, rather than hide in the corner, which is what he used to do. It's been an incredible journey for him. He's played senior footy at a good standard, held his own, and that's to his credit. He's had a few injuries throughout the course of the year and his form wasn't great coming into the under-18 championships. He probably didn't perform to the level that everybody has expected of him, but he's remained pretty positive and buoyant through that."
MICHAEL WALTERS Swan Districts, 177cm, 73kg "Michael was the Kevin Sheehan medallist at the under-16 championships last year. He demonstrated a great capacity to engage with other people within the AIS Academy. He has excellent foot skills and a really lovely side step. He still has some issues with regards to his attention to detail - when he's in camp with us and when he's with his club I'm sure he's fabulous, but he's got to learn to apply those processes to his entire life. That's his challenge but I'd be surprised if he doesn't thrive in an AFL environment, provided he keeps his head down and works hard."
A street named desire
Emma Quayle | November 22, 2008
CHRIS Yarran and Michael Walters are in Nick Naitanui's living room, sitting squeezed into a two-seater couch. They are trying to remember the first time they met, and it's hard; they can't remember not knowing each other.
Chris can still see Nick's big afro hairstyle, and recall the day he jumped onto the PA system at primary school and called a Melbourne Cup. Michael can remember how quiet Chris used to be, how he never used to speak until someone spoke to him, and Nick can't remember Michael being anything but a chatty, cheeky, energetic kid. "Look at him!" he laughs, pointing at a junior basketball photo in which Walters leans towards the camera with a big, goofy grin. Walters doesn't even bother objecting, or even just rolling his eyes: there's another photo, on another wall, where he's hamming it up even more.
Walters was the first to move into Bushby Street - a long, wide road in Midvale, in Perth's outer-eastern suburbs - and nobody ever called him Michael. As a baby, he travelled from Perth to Adelaide with his parents and big brother, to see his father's family for the first time. As the train rattled along, and the sky turned dark outside, he refused to fall asleep, so his father made up a lullaby, calling him "my son son". It caught on: his brother, Colin, wouldn't let anyone call him anything but "Son Son" after he did, finally, drift off to sleep. These days, he'll settle for Sonny as well.
Walters was four when "Nicko" Naitanui moved in, six houses down the street, his fraternal twin brother Mark in tow. Next door to them was Yarran, who was living with his mother at her parents' place. The 17-year-old has lived in many houses and in many streets over the years; at times, he wasn't entirely sure where he would be sleeping the next night. But Bushby was the street Yarran kept coming back to, and Midvale the suburb that most felt like home. The three boys started primary school together and - except for a few years when Yarran moved an hour away to Northam, still dropping by some weekends - they have lived within a few minutes of each other. The draft will make their long-shared dream come true, but separate them for the first real time in their lives.
Football connected the boys, from the very start. Yarran can remember the three of them clumping down the bitumen road together, to the oval at the end of it, already wearing their footy boots. They would drag a bin out onto the road in front of Nicko's place, lining it up alongside a mail box, a tree and a concrete pole - cheap, easy goal posts. Between the Naitanuis' cousins, Yarran's cousins, Walters' brother and the other kids in their street, there would be up to 30 boys on the road at once, tackling each other to the asphalt, scampering to the side when a car tore past, scoring bonus points for hitting the bin or the tree, and never craving company. "All you had to do if you were bored," said Naitanui, "was go and knock next door."
Yarran was the kid who always hit the target; the one with the sharp, instinctive skills. He only ever wanted to be one thing: an AFL footballer. "Son Son" was the little one, who went to bed each night with his footy and would scurry around after the bigger, older kids, all energy. At school, Naitanui could do anything he turned either his mind or body to: he was the class accountant, counting the money when his class went off on excursions, and winning almost everything on athletics day. His mother, Atetha, thought he would end up becoming a basketballer; he started kicking the football only because the other kids did, and it was actually the least of his talents.
"I was just a skinny kid and I couldn't even kick properly. I'm still struggling now with it," he said, smiling. "But most of the kids in Midvale, that's just how we played. We didn't really practice or train all our skills like some other kids, we just ran around on the street. We'd have little scratch matches, four on four, and all we did was play." Still, he could tell even then that Yarran's plans were sensible ones. "You just knew," he said. "Some kids are just better than the rest. Chris was the best one of us all."
Life hasn't exactly been easy, for the boys or those around them. Naitanui's parents, Atetha and Bola, moved to Sydney almost 19 years ago, from the Fijian village near Suva where Nick's older brother and sister still live. He has never lived there himself, but when he goes there, each year, he feels at home. His parents moved away because they wanted opportunity, said Atetha, but the twins were just one when Bola found out he had cancer and only a few months to live.
Alone, Atetha moved the boys to Perth, simply because she had a brother there and wasn't sure where else she should go. She still sometimes wonders how she made it though, how she kept from collapsing, but she knows her boys kept her going, that they gave her no choice. "If I'd given up . . . " she said, pausing. "I couldn't give up."
Atetha, who married again three years ago, always resisted signing on for a pension - she never wanted to be given anything and she always wanted to work, even if it meant things were a little bit trickier to pay for. For the past 14 years she has worked for Homewest, helping to find housing for homeless people in the eastern suburbs and working with some of the kids who grew up playing kick-to-kick with her own boys. Some seem too embarrassed to look her in the eye.
"It's like the kids here are in hiding, they turn the other way when they see that I am coming," she said. "I say to Nick and Mark always, when you see these boys, talk to them, don't even think they have been in jail. It's sad, it's very sad. Some of these young indigenous boys that played with my boys, I thought that they were going to make it. They had so much talent, so much skill. But drugs and bashings and assaults . . . that's the way of life here. That's how these kids survive."
As he was growing up, Walters knew that his mum and dad struggled some months to pay the rent; that even filling the petrol tank to take him to a training session was sometimes a stretch. "It wasn't something you ever really thought about," he said. "You just sort of knew, that we had it a bit harder than most people."
He can only ever remember being a happy child, although this year has been a wrenching one. Walters' parents separated earlier this year and his father, Mick, moved home to Adelaide. He came back to Perth mid-year, but left again in September, two days before Walters played for the Swan Districts under-19 team in a grand final. His grandfather flew straight from Adelaide to watch him play, but Walters was emotional, deflated and, said his mother, Martha, forced for the first time to re-assess his biggest idol.
"It was devastating. It really hurt 'Son Son' and it's been a real struggle for all of us," she said. "He looked up to his father, I think 'Son Son' really just wanted to make dad proud, and thought what he was doing was the right way to do that. He's an emotional boy, he's a fiery boy - the only time he isn't fiery is when he's playing on the football field - but he's worked through it now. He knows he has some exciting times coming up and that he has a lot of support and that a lot of people love him. He loves dad, but dad has to be put at the back for a while, and that's hard."
It's something Yarran had to grapple with a lot longer back. He was only eight when his father, Malcolm, was jailed; he still sees him now, and talks to him on the phone, and his most vivid memories are of walking home with him from footy training, hand-in-hand. He can't remember feeling ashamed of where his dad was, and will be for a while yet, but when other kids asked him about it, he didn't want to talk. "I just took it as life, as the way life goes," he said. "I never said much about it and it's still hard now, to think about it. But I just think of the good times with him, and I saw my mum and how she didn't let it bring her down. She didn't want it in my head, she wanted me to feel proud. With where I am, I sort of owe it to her. She's the one who kept me playing football."
Yarran had a grandfather willing to take him wherever he had to be, any time. He had neighbours - who could all see his footballing talents - willing to chip in with petrol money when they could. He had footy - and there was never any choice to skip training, he said, because Nick Naitanui would be banging on his door, telling him to hurry.
But more than anything, he had his mother, Deb, who didn't want any of her five children - Chris is the youngest - to carry someone else's burden. Even if it meant she had to, or felt that she did. "It was hard but I adjusted. I had to," she said. "If I was to let things slip, I think the whole family would have fallen apart. I just stayed strong and did the best I could. I always said to Chris, never feel ashamed of where dad is, you have to go and live your own life."
As he grew up, Naitanui began to notice articles in the newspaper, saying Midvale had the highest break-in rate in Perth. Men would return home to Bushby Street after stints in jail and while he was conscious of where they had been, he couldn't quite reconcile that with with how happy and safe he had always seemed to feel. Later still, he had friends of his own go off to jail; like Atetha, he'd grown up thinking they were the ones who had the best chance to go far.
"It's kind of sad to see and to even think, that you've got mates and they're locked up now," he said. "But you see them, some of them get out of jail, and they seem so happy for you. Even as a kid, you knew it was a tough place we lived in, that people were in trouble with the police, but they were always good to you. They were always looking out for you."
More recently, all three boys have felt more keenly that people judge other people according to their post code. Two years ago, Naitanui had no reason to believe he could play in the AFL one day; when he made the under-16 West Australian squad, he told the coaches he didn't want to play. His reluctance was internal; he didn't think he was good enough. But after he was talked into taking his place in the under-16 team and met other, more fortunate kids who also seemed to assume he wouldn't get there, his mind began to change. "You'd meet kids who go to private schools, and they sort of looked down on you and asked where you were from and laughed at you," he said. "Looking back, I know it was a bad place we came from, but we didn't know any different, we just knew it as home. Some other kids thought they were better and I think that gave me a desire to make it even more, to show it doesn't matter where you come from, that you can still do as well as any other kid can." Yarran agrees. "It's sort of good for the community," he said. "I reckon we could help a bit, with where we are now."
Yesterday, in Perth, three mothers and their teenage sons had lunch together. It was a kind of farewell; their last chance to spent time together before "Son Son", Nicko and Chris are potentially drafted to three different teams, to three different states. They felt apprehensive, a little bit anxious but, more than anything, excited. They wished they had thought to take some photos back in the Bushby Street days, to have somehow known what was going to happen - but then again, why would they have? "They were just three little boys, whoever would have thought that this was where they would be?" said Atetha, proud of what the boys have overcome and achieved, but equally proud of herself, Martha and Deb. "We didn't do too bad, did we?"
THE BOYS OF BUSHBY STREET
The word from Australian Institute of Sport-AFL Academy coach Alan McConnell:
NICK NAITANUI Swan Districts, 200.9cm, 97kg "Nick not so long ago didn't even actually know that he wanted to be an AFL footballer. It wasn't until he spent a week training with an AFL club (in January 2007) that he actually decided he wanted do it. Up until that time it was all good fun and exciting and different but he didn't have the same sense of destiny as other boys, it was all just a bit of an adventure. I think his kicking has improved. He's always had quite a good ability to distribute the ball by hand and bring others into the game. His athleticism has always been evident, and the decision-making has improved to some degree. He's competitive and aggressive, but he has to get himself into the right space."
CHRIS YARRAN Swan Districts, 180cm, 83kg "The personal growth for Chris has been phenomenal. He was a boy who barely put two words together, and now he's comfortable in himself and with where he's at. He'll go out of his way in a room to initiate contact, rather than hide in the corner, which is what he used to do. It's been an incredible journey for him. He's played senior footy at a good standard, held his own, and that's to his credit. He's had a few injuries throughout the course of the year and his form wasn't great coming into the under-18 championships. He probably didn't perform to the level that everybody has expected of him, but he's remained pretty positive and buoyant through that."
MICHAEL WALTERS Swan Districts, 177cm, 73kg "Michael was the Kevin Sheehan medallist at the under-16 championships last year. He demonstrated a great capacity to engage with other people within the AIS Academy. He has excellent foot skills and a really lovely side step. He still has some issues with regards to his attention to detail - when he's in camp with us and when he's with his club I'm sure he's fabulous, but he's got to learn to apply those processes to his entire life. That's his challenge but I'd be surprised if he doesn't thrive in an AFL environment, provided he keeps his head down and works hard."
Excellent article by Emma Quayle. Actually hope we can get all 3 guys - would be awesome.
I've heard a few rumours about Yarran.
I'd be very surprised if we took him.
How would Steele Sidebottom and Ash Smith sound at 18 and 20 if we take Nick Nat at 2.
I am asking cause the only videos of Walters I have found was the under 18 game they lost and neither Hill or walters impressed me (I know only 1 video thats why I ask).
Side bottom can run all day, read the play and certainly knows how to kick a goal, Ash has the speed and a lovely left boot.
I am asking cause the only videos of Walters I have found was the under 18 game they lost and neither Hill or walters impressed me (I know only 1 video thats why I ask).
Side bottom can run all day, read the play and certainly knows how to kick a goal, Ash has the speed and a lovely left boot.
Yarran has been a troublemaker, but his skill is elite and you'd hope being involved with an AFL club would beat it out of him.
He certainly seems very dedicated to his footy.
I've only heard good things about Walters and I hope we draft him but personally I have a huge question mark over his size. He's pretty much built like me (similar height and weight) and I'm no AFL player, nor could I ever be.
Maybe Walters could end up a nice, perdominantly outside player but I don't think he'll suit our one on one gameplan unless he bulks up like crazy.
I don't know. I think regardless of all the talk of him being a midfielder he'll be a livewire HFF.
Maybe Walters could end up a nice, perdominantly outside player but I don't think he'll suit our one on one gameplan unless he bulks up like crazy.
I don't know. I think regardless of all the talk of him being a midfielder he'll be a livewire HFF.
sidebottom is very unlikely to be around at 18, will go between 8 and 12 imo. Smith certainly has the pace we need, but is definitely a project player. If both were around, i would prefer blease over smith. Blease at 18 and walters at 20 would be good, both have pace and class, and can kick a good goal
i believe the same was said about one daniel kerr pre-draft
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