Not gonna lie and say I thought the dogs all along, because I thought he'd go to Parramatta recently like practically everyone else; so this is by no means an "I told you so."
But throughout I've remembered what I posted early on in the piece when Gould was up to his old tricks.
I think Gould is a ruthless type who - as unikeable as I think he is - seems to know what no one else does and is masterful at deflecting attention.
It's classic Hegelian Dialectic where he knows the end result and has orchestrated the scheme (I say begrudgingly) quite brilliantly:
1. Galvin is the best junior I've ever seen! - thesis
2. Canterbury is not interested in Galvin at all - antithesis
3. Galvin goes to Canterbury - synthesis
Or problem, reaction, solution if you like.
Either way it worked. And the desired result had come to fruition, as those of us who feel we've been wronged are now actually happy the club has seen the back of him.
Even having been played and knowing we'd feel like this, I don't care any more.
You got us Gus. Good for you, you slimy pr1ck.