Pretty sure half the people on here could apply for that job and have our defence looking better by lunchtime on day one.
9:00am: chuck on an old ’80s Wally Lewis VHS — Learn How to Tackle.
10:30am: vape in the gym.
Job done.
I’ve said for years we should just hammer a star picket into the middle of the training field, smear it in crap and appoint it defensive coach. It couldn’t give a single instruction, but judging by the putrid shit we’ve dished up for years, it’d still be a massive upgrade, and we’d save a fortune paying some useless space cadet to achieve the same result.