Tag Archives: Adam Blair

Run Roger Run

For anyone who hasn’t seen it, Run Lola Run is a 1998 German movie that explores a number of different themes through a recurring sequence of events in which Lola has 20 minutes to save her boyfriend’s life. One of those key themes is how much chance can impact one’s destiny, how the smallest deviation in timing or action can have a major impact on the final outcome. Today, we replay some key moments from the past two months of the Warriors season, to examine how different things might look with only a few small tweaks to history. Continue reading Run Roger Run

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Taking Care of Business

The Warriors are an above average NRL team. Do those words get your pulse racing as quickly as mine? ‘Not really’, you say? They should. Try reading them again:

The Warriors are an above average NRL team.

Surely now the heart is beating a little faster? No? Still not doing it for you? Those words don’t sound overly flattering? I know, I know, sometimes above average doesn’t stand out. It doesn’t win you awards or get your face on a billboard. In most situations it doesn’t win you a premiership. And I know, I know, that’s what we all want. It’s why we arrive early to Mt Smart to watch the U20s and the ISP side. It’s why we buy our heritage jersey and think of clever things to yell at the touch judge. There are many other reasons why we love this game and why we joined Warrior Nation, but the lure of that premiership may well be the strongest thing keeping us here. There’s nothing quite like that winning feeling. Continue reading Taking Care of Business

Nightmare

On Saturday night, I dreamed a dream that I hadn’t dreamed for a long time. It used to come and go while I was at high school, and turned up again a few times at university, but I had thought it was long gone. To this day, I’m yet to figure out exactly what it all means. Continue reading Nightmare

Once Upon A Time

My two year old loves listening to stories. Most of the time we read a book, but sometimes he says ‘You tell me a story’, which means he wants me to make one up. So usually I’ll tell him a story about a boy who went on the bus or the train with his grandparents. In one version, they all visit the tall, tall tower in the city, where the window-cleaner waves at him from outside the building. In another, they go to the playground and he climbs to the top of a big slide before racing down on his tummy.

We lead quite the exciting life.

Continue reading Once Upon A Time