Shannon Green took a ‘hanger’ at Prospect on Sunday. It was an exclamation mark that emphatically ended a sentence that said “I’m a quality league footballer”. It had been a long time coming for Shannon, but his football journey had been similar to that of several of the team-mates who shared a great win with him that day.
Building a good football team from the remnants of a poor list is a daunting task. You have to make decisions about footballers, you have to decide what your team needs in terms of talent, positions and character and you have to have the courage to make calls on those players who aren’t going to take you forward. The Bloodhound loves what I’m seeing in the development of our team. I’m loving the results of having faith in your beliefs and faith in those you believe in and I’m enjoying seeing potential transforming into performance.
I watched our defence against North on Sunday. As Shannon Green took that unexpected ‘speccy’, he was part of a defence that Andrew Collins had constructed almost from scratch. I saw a defence built around 2 experienced players of the highest class and character, surrounded by 4 players who were rewarding the faith that had been shown in them. Shannon Green had come through our underage grades and had experienced a rough pathway on his way to dominating that contest. Daniel Caire was another underage product, but his talent and application had seen him become one of those rare players who had quickly cemented their senior spot after debuting. Kurt Thompson, given a task against a better-known, taller opponent, not only carried out that task, but gave so much more. Kurt’s been at Westies for a while and your Bloodhound confesses that although there have been times I’ve held my breath when he’s about to dispose of the footy, I love watching him play. Tall defenders who can run are not only hard to find, but also mighty useful when you’re picking a side.
The fourth defender in that group was Steve Morris. I don’t need to tell you how he played, because we all enjoyed what we saw. Steve’s always been hard at the footy and a total team man, but when he started, many of us would have liked to see him get a bit more of the ball to complement the aggression. Well, he got the footy 27 times on Sunday and I savoured every possession for its skill and excitement. I thought back to a game at Unley Oval when Steve’s early career suffered a major injury blow and it made it all the better.
Your Bloodhound was a happy man in the rooms after the game. It didn’t escape my notice that another one of the celebrating onlookers was another defender, Ben Fisher, now an established player, but one who well understood what so many of his emerging team-mates had been through.
Our defence was supreme, as it has been most of the time now. It hasn’t happened by accident. Judgement calls have had to be made and the results are there to be seen. There has been an even more important ingredient, though, in making those judgement calls work.
After the game I was excited and proud. I was excited by what I’d seen and I was grateful to a team that had made all of us proud to support West Adelaide. I knew we’d have a huge challenge with a very, very different 21 players next week at Unley, but I resolved to remember that one extra important ingredient, whatever the result.
The virtue of patience.
The patience to allow a player to become a quality league footballer.
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I’ve always been wary of talking up individual players, but it’s well known that I’m a Johnno Beech fan. When he started, I did hear some criticism of his kicking style, but that reminded me of the old cricket story about the English school coach bowling to a young student. The lad slogged the ball out of the park, whereupon the teacher berated him for not having his left elbow high enough to play a ‘proper’ shot.“Never mind where my elbow is”, said the lad, “look where the ball is”.
Well, I like Beechy’s kicking style. He kicks it straight and that will do me. Apart from that, he can mark a footy under pressure and he’s not afraid to kick a goal.
I’m a fan. Most Westies’ supporters are.
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The Bloodhound has always been aware of the risks involved in playing footy. We saw that again on Sunday when Nat Caruso suffered a nasty injury. His team-mates, several of whom had shared similar experiences, rallied around him.
We were all pleased that the diagnosis wasn’t as bad as first thought, but Nat still has an operation and much rehabilitation to get through.
Like all supporters, your Bloodhound has seen many talented players and some not as talented, but they all have my respect once they pull on a West Adelaide guernsey and take the field.
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Next time, I’ll look at our forwards and indulge in a bit of reminiscing about our 1961 premiership side and their 50th reunion.