... Moffie and his side kick, Poephol (known to post under a multitude of aliases
... his latest, a very badly burnt Albanian kid) ... back from who knows where
to tell us all how it is.
I wonder ... whatever happened to that Albanian kid? Was he overcome by his
injuries? I hope he’s alright!!
Any way ... they would like us to think of them as the wise and knowledgeable
on this site ... the only ones who understand the game. It’s very important to
them ... hence the prolific amount of lectures ... mostly based on some stat or
another found who knows where.
Both are fans of the stats. Both love to claim these stats as fact. Both
love to ignore the visual aspects of seeing a player on the field. Stats are
the way to go ... apparently.
... and then ... they comes up with their “egg laying counter ruck” lectures
... they tell us of long necked locks being a hindrance to the game ... that
the stubby necked players are better suited ... of taller props at line out
time ... that selecting the best 2 on the planet at 7 is tactically better ...
of including pensioners who can hardly run from here to there in our run on
side ... of bringing neverbeens and an assortment of hasbeens back from the dead, back into the mix, like Frans Louw and Fats Steyn
...
We mustn’t forget their claims that Quota Oupa Mohoje is a better open side
flank than Richie McCaw ... that Kirschner is far superior to Israel Folau at
15 ... and that Morne Steyn outclasses the great Dan Carter by some way.
Both of these fools rate Meyer as the best coach in the business ... and of
the two, Poephol thinks, and has said as much, that Alice Coetzee had a far
better attacking game plan to our current coach.
Meyer = a legacy of the only Bok coach to have lost to a 3rd tier
rugby team like Japan. No one has managed that ... not EVER.
Coetzee = a legacy of record scores against us on home soil. Losses to Italy
and Argentina. Coaching a team till it plummets to never seen before lows on
the ranking table.
... and here they are again ... telling us how it is ... honestly expecting
to be taken seriously.
Haaaaahahahahahahahaaaa!!
Hilarious stuff, boys.
I’m sure we’re all ears.