The_Patriot
Well-known member
While most of us hate the Roosters or think of them nothing more than salary cap cheats. A closer study reveals what separates them from the pack.
This interview for instance shows how they build club culture. Its not a culture related to winning, its a culture related to being a better person.
Poor coaches who are now out of the league or next in line to be axed, talk the talk but get a little too invested in all things football and forget that the players respond better when you stand for them and do your best by them. Challenge them and ask for more from them without calling them out and destroying their trust and confidence.
Enjoy the interview. Understand its not all about money. Thats only half of it.
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[link text]https://www.facebook.com/mrmarkbouris/posts/267001818115950(link url)
The poem in question listed below
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If—
Rudyard Kipling - 1865-1936
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on”;
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings—nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run—
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
This interview for instance shows how they build club culture. Its not a culture related to winning, its a culture related to being a better person.
Poor coaches who are now out of the league or next in line to be axed, talk the talk but get a little too invested in all things football and forget that the players respond better when you stand for them and do your best by them. Challenge them and ask for more from them without calling them out and destroying their trust and confidence.
Enjoy the interview. Understand its not all about money. Thats only half of it.
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[link text]https://www.facebook.com/mrmarkbouris/posts/267001818115950(link url)
The poem in question listed below
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If—
Rudyard Kipling - 1865-1936
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on”;
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings—nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run—
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
