The Who
Journey Man
I know. There must be something wrong with me. But the expectations we are placing on the on-field ref are unrealistic.
The poor buggars have to deal with rule changes every week. Crackdowns on transitory issues. Bunker clowns in their ears. Doctors diagonising from their divans. Dopey commentators who can watch incidents in slow motion before uttering their 'expert' opinions, which are invariably wrong ...
TV coverage, and the Clunker have forced refs to micro-manage each decision so we get the most inconsequential incidents ruled upon: the feather touches that only the Clunker and Clark Kent can see; the dropped ball/loosecarry/rake/knock-ons/play-the-ball interpretations. Then we come to high tackles, force used, intent, milking, crushers, chicken wings, prowlers, escorts, lurkers, downtowns. . .
I'm at an age where everything was better in the old days, so forgive me when I yearn for the Col Pearce-Rex Mosop-Barry Ross years. Although I do admit that watching the game in colour is a step-up from B&W.
The poor buggars have to deal with rule changes every week. Crackdowns on transitory issues. Bunker clowns in their ears. Doctors diagonising from their divans. Dopey commentators who can watch incidents in slow motion before uttering their 'expert' opinions, which are invariably wrong ...
TV coverage, and the Clunker have forced refs to micro-manage each decision so we get the most inconsequential incidents ruled upon: the feather touches that only the Clunker and Clark Kent can see; the dropped ball/loosecarry/rake/knock-ons/play-the-ball interpretations. Then we come to high tackles, force used, intent, milking, crushers, chicken wings, prowlers, escorts, lurkers, downtowns. . .
I'm at an age where everything was better in the old days, so forgive me when I yearn for the Col Pearce-Rex Mosop-Barry Ross years. Although I do admit that watching the game in colour is a step-up from B&W.