Interview: As They Say In The Bible ...
Industrial: Just Doing It
Unions: Breaking Into the Boys Club
Activists: Making the Hard Yards
Bad Boss: In the Pooh
Unions: National Focus
Economics: Pop Will Eat Itself
Technology: Dean for President
International: Rangoon Rumble
Education: Blackboard Jungle
Review: From Weakness to Strength
The Locker Room
A Recipe for Conflict
After the Accident
Cuba - the Debate Continues
Greetings from Japan
The Locker Room
The Name In The Game
"I'm not great. I'm just a man trying to get along" - Joe DiMaggio
It's a sign of the parlous state of the nation when someone such as Llittle Lleyton can be the Young Australian Of The Year. Llitigous Lleyton was ignominiously bundled out of Wimbledon this year with all the poise and grace of Damir Dokic. Lleyton may or may not be bigger than the sport itself - that opinion would depend on whether you were talking to his parents or someone else - but he is a wonderful example of the aphorism that no one in sport is useless, they cam always be used as a bad example.
The bewildering events at Wimbledon followed a frank and open exchange of views in the L.A. Times between Anthony Mundine and Cathy Freeman. This, in turn followed on by an equally bizarre exchange between 'Gus' Gould and the Johns boy from the coalfields prior to the State or Origin.
League may or may not be a team game. That would depend on whether you're talking to a coach or a players agent.
The recent ructions at the Sea Eagles are a case in point. Peter Sharp has announced he will quit the club because he had the full support of the board. Meanwhile Ken Arthurson and Paul Vautin are fighting over the car parking space at Brookvale in another display of team ahead of ego that will bring pleasure to the hearts of many North Sydney supporters.
North Sydney was once a team. Then it became Jason Taylor. Then several other players also wanted to be Jason Taylor, or at least Jason Taylor's bank account, until the whole show was knocked down at auction to some clowns from the Northern Beaches and used as top dressing up on the Central Coast at a stadium that appears to be run by John Singleton. It used to be called Graham Park, but they had to get rid of the name.
In getting caught up in the celebrityfest that is modern sport we forget about some other names: The Forrestville Ferretts, the Warrilla Gorillas, The Maitland Pumpkin Pickers, The Parkes Spacemen and the Charlestown Butcher Boys are all real teams that compete in something called Rugby League.
Rugby League is a game played between thirteen players controlled by a referee. Not thirteen players, seven skills coaches, numerous trainers, a psychologist, a dozen PR flacks, several managers, a marketing guru, an overrated actor or three, two media Moguls and a partridge in a pear tree all controlled by market forces.
I think we can all take a leaf out of the Warilla Gorilla's book. They have some great players, but I have no idea who their names are.
Phil Doyle - catching his breath during a break in play.
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