Honestly, I really don’t know what more there is to say. In what has rapidly become a miserable season, perhaps one of the most miserable in the club’s history, the loyal fans who turned out to Mt Smart Stadium on another wet evening, were yet again denied the chance to celebrate. It was a game that hadn’t seemed promising, and then suddenly seemed winnable, almost certain, before events, fate, wizardry, curses, the weather, the players — whichever of those you believe to be true — conspired against us. Another night that ended in disappointment. Another night that seemed to unfairly punish Warrior Nation’s loyal subjects.
Let’s not dwell on the events of Sunday evening for too long — it was a tough one to take after getting so close — so I’ll leave you with a few thoughts from the NRL Warrior desk and let you carry on with your day. Continue reading Tough to Take
It’s hard to imagine Charles Dickens was a big sports fan, let alone a frustrated member of Warrior Nation, but it’s almost impossible to argue with his powers of prediction. More than 150 years before Friday night’s loss to the Eels, Charlie put his frustration into words. ‘It was the best of times, it was the worst of times . . . it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us.’
Continue reading A Tale of Two Cities
What a relief.
This time last week, Warrior Nation was under attack. The noises were deafening, the opposition relentless and the suffering immense. We were weak, vulnerable, and some saw it as a perfect opportunity to come in for the kill.
Then came team-naming Tuesday, and the return of Simon Mannering gave us hope. As a veteran of many battles, and a man with great courage and commitment, he was someone we could believe in, someone who we knew would fight hard to restore honour to the Warrior name. Perhaps even more importantly, we saw a Brisbane squad depleted by Origin and injury. We saw weakness. Our belief grew stronger.
Continue reading Ticking the Boxes
On Saturday night at Pepper Stadium, it took the Warriors just forty minutes to craft a work of absolute beauty. Guided by the steady hands of Kieran Foran, they built their biggest lead of the season, stacking up try after try until the score grew to 28–6. It was a mixture of precision,
pace and excitement that had everyone in Warrior Nation enraptured as the halftime whistle blew. Continue reading House of Cards