I grew up in the late forties and fifties and even shook the sweaty hand of Clive Churchill at Redfern Oval. I understand the essence of League. I played International Rugby. I understand that game too. What I do not understand is the fact that Gallop has allowed League to become the joke it is now. All he can do after a farce has become obvious is to waffle about how hard it is for him in his job. My solution: hand the reins to me or to Gus Gould or to the grocer down the road; all of us could do a better job than Gallop.
As I wrote yesterday in this paper: Sack Gallop!
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