Reporter-cum-wannabe-All Blacks choreographer Beck Eleven applied for the position as coach on Monday. She was turned down yesterday.
And why, you may ask youself was she so emphatically rejected?
This sport is indeed in need of new blood, new ideas, new moves. The union says no, no, but reality already indicates a gender metamorphosis ... Nonu ... sometime ago ... eyeliner, and up and down ... up and down ... up and down a Wgn. lift, singing macho macho man as if trying to tell himself something. These strategies have a definite Graham Henry ring to them ... repetition, visualisation and self talk. But if this feminisation, this deference training, this absolute choreographed foreplay and of course necessary impeccable instructional control, for the All Blacks was orchestrated by Henry himself it is little wonder that his charges were hesitant, ambivalent and so obviously failed to reach those prescribed pinnacles ... with Henry, these requisites do not even hold 'face validity' ... after all a student cannot exceed the abilities of their teacher, and the 'art' of choreography has traditionally been more associated with dance than rugby ... so 'tis more properly a sheila thing ... and Henry, need we need reminding, does not approximate sheila, has failed as choreographer, has denied our elite sportspeople of that impromptu dance step... and has had his opportunity. He stated he would be judged on his world Cup Performance ... it was abysmal. The only reason he can be included in the final selection at present is as a means of not showing their previous support as being poorly founded ... and really, can NZ rugby really, really afford more grief counselling?
... Beck 11.
The ABs have already been touched by a woman.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
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