Twenty-five years ago, the New Zealand cricket team began a World Cup campaign that would go on to capture the imagination of the entire country, forever associating the phrase ‘Young Guns’ with positive memories among Kiwi sports fans. As it turns out, the so-called ‘Young Guns’ weren’t actually that young at all, but that’s beside the point. What we must learn from their march towards the semi-finals is that it was a collection of young and previously unheralded players who tipped the balance from good to great. Continue reading Young Guns
Everything we have done has led to this moment. Since February we have braved whatever the winter weather could throw at us. We’ve absorbed blow after blow, and there have been casualties — this is the nature of what we do, the price we must pay. We’ve travelled to foreign lands and fought ferocious battles in hostile territory. What we do is not easy.
There have been ups:
The NRL is no place for letting others fight your battles, but after back-to-back losses it’s the only option left for the men from Mt Smart. As we sit at home and nervously fortify our walls in readiness for the invasion of the Tigers, the good people of Penrith have sent the mountain men out to find the elixir of life that can save us all.
A quick look at the history books will tell you that the Warriors find themselves in a serious playoff drought. For five long years the men from Mt Smart have been wandering across the NRL landscape, waiting for it to rain, but every time it seems as though they’ve found a fertile spot where a title could grow, it turns out to be nothing more than a mirage.