A year ago we were shellacked 72-12 and we consoled ourselves that the same couldn't happen again. Well, it has, and worse. A 62 point margin re-writes the darkest day in the club's history. We spent a lot of time behind the posts today, a lot of time. And what exactly was our captain doing whilst we were camped there, waiting for yet another Covell conversion to sail over our heads? Monaghan was standing in front of his forlorn players, staring off into the distacne and doing, I know not exactly what. On a day when we wore the jumper to represent a decade where we won 4 premierships, and were represented by legends and hard men who would have died for the club, we were "treated" to the spectacle of a captain remaining completely mute. He couldn't even raise the team to play for some lost pride. Surely it is time Kennedy took over the reigns? It's the least that could happen.