"Backs? Irrelevant! The Front Rower’s Club (FRC) on Boardroom Politics"
Ah, Rugby League. The ultimate battle of brawn, skill, and the occasional questionable haircut. And within its glorious chaos lies an unspoken truth: backs are just there to make up the numbers. After all, why tackle when you need to protect your beautiful teeth (ask AD)? This very mindset is surprisingly transferable to boardroom politics, as seen in the ongoing drama within the Holman Barnes Group Board. Strap in, folks—this one’s messier than a prop’s post-match night on the town.
The Front Rowers’ Club: We Carry the Team (and the Company)
We know our value. We’re the grinders, the lifters, the eaters of raw meat. Without our heavy lifting, the backs, and to a lesser extend edges and lock, would have nothing to prance around with. The same logic applies to the “core” members of the Holman Barnes Group Board, who see themselves as the backbone of the company. While some factions argue over trivial matters like “vision” and “strategy,” these stalwart decision-makers are busy doing the real work—like securing their parking spots at board meetings.
Backs: Masters of Flair, Legends of Irrelevance
What do backs do, anyway? Sure, they have their moments—darting runs, graceful sidesteps, the occasional try—but they’re essentially accessories to our’ brilliance. The parallel in the Holman Barnes saga? Those pesky “innovators” and “change agents” trying to bring in fresh ideas. Cute, isn’t it? But just as wingers can’t tackle, these progressive thinkers clearly don’t belong in the trenches of corporate warfare.
Infighting: A Scrum Without the Rules
The Holman Barnes Board’s factions are like forwards and backs at a team dinner after too many beers. The FRC believe their grind deserves more respect, the while the backs insist they’re the ones scoring the metaphorical tries and the edges and lock sit on the side singing “What about me” (badly) The result? Chaos. One faction is focused on the traditional game plan—tried, tested, and slow-moving—while another advocates for bold plays that risk losing the ball entirely. And just like in every NRL game, someone’s going to end up with a black eye. Did you walk into a door Julie?
The Solution: Bring Back the Biff
The Front Rowers’ Club is a sacred space where big units with cauliflower ears unite to celebrate their indispensability.; coached to do so by the only one with some form of intelligence in the group, the Hooker (G’Day Richo). Perhaps the Holman Barnes Group needs something similar. A place where the forward-thinking strategists (pun intended) can hash things out without interference from the flashier, “big picture” types. After all, nothing resolves a corporate dispute like a little exclusivity and a lot of snacks; or being boxed around the ears by a prop!
The Final Whistle
So, are backs irrelevant? Absolutely. Just as irrelevant as the factions on the Holman Barnes Board, and die hards on this forum from both former clubs, who think their ideas matter more than teamwork. At the end of the day, it’s not about who’s right or who’s scoring—it’s about driving the business forward (pun still intended). If the board could channel even a fraction of a the FRC’s unity, they might just make progress.
Until then, the FRC will be over here, carrying the load without complaint and cheering when the edges and lock get stepped by a back or a back gets absolutely polaxed by a second rower.
When they finally realise that they need the unity of the FRC and come together on the same page – other teams will start to quiver!
Written and authorised by the Hooker on behalf of the FRC sitting on the sidelines having a beer and a laugh!