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30 July 2010
These comments from the Auckland Herald this week,
by that newspaper's resident sports 'controversialist', found their
way into our mail as a rodent might find its way into your best
caviar.
http://www.nzherald.co.nz/sport/news/article.cfm?c_id=4&objectid=10661655
No offence, North Harbour, but hopefully your side
will sink without trace in this year's provincial rugby competition
and never be seen in any heights again. Looking at the squad list,
I'd say there is every chance.
Auckland/North Harbour is a false divide anyway
- this is one major city with fairly distinct regions. Having a
separate team on the North Shore makes as much sense as forming
an NPC team in West or South Auckland.
Either the NZRU had to dump the Highlanders and
relocate the franchise to Albany, or else North Harbour needed to
be scrapped.
The North Harbour concept worked fine in another
era, but those days are long gone.
If the administrators won't play God, natural
selection might sort the situation out.
Let's set aside the painful lack of logic on so many
fronts. If North Harbour is not big enough to sustain a union, then
neither is anywhere except Auckland, Wellington, Canterbury, and
Manukau (Counties). Or the frankly astonishing implication that
teams at this level shouldn't try to foster talent from within their
own unions. Or the pathetic contention that the Auckland-Harbour
divide is any more "false" than, say, the divide between U.S.A.
and Canada, or Scotland and England, or my house and my neighbours',
or Canterbury and South Canterbury, or Ren and f**king Stimpy. Most
divides are 'false' insofar as they're constructed. In fact, the
whole world of sport is founded on 'false divides' between invented
teams so maybe we should just get rid of sport altogether. Felcher.
Okay, let's not set it aside. But now let's move on to attacking
the writer's chosen career because that's more fun.
Let's take that comment about "working fine in another
era, but those days are long gone". Oh dear, dear me, Mr Print Media
man. And at a time when editors across New Zealand are asking themselves,
"Do we charge people for online content and risk becoming read only
by grumpy old men from Orewa? Or do we continue not to charge and,
consequently, lose piles of cash?" It's a toughie, and it must be
pretty shitty for journos to know that the advertising and sales
departments are now the aorta of their institutions. Some editors
have found that they've needed to take the great leap backwards
toward info-tainment where their journos become sensationalist,
tabloid-style ejaculators of controversy. Writers rub furiously
and hope that some spunk will stick long enough to make people buy
the next edition and keep them in a job. Sub-editors grant massive
banner headlines (those ones that stretch right across the page)
for stories that twenty years ago wouldn't have rated more than
two lines somewhere near the obituaries. Trivia, opinion, and entertainment
become 'news' in the hope that news without inverted commas might
sneak through, guiltily and unnoticed, before the crime writers
and sports columnists can re-capture attention with outlandish statements.
Most painful of all for these peddlers of tattle is
that they write like they are, by and large, mind-f**kingly dim
so that their audiences won't have conniption fits at the prospect
of sentences with multiple clauses. Stephen Jones? Henry Winter?
Anyone with an interest in sport who can write with flair, articulacy,
and a sardonic glint? No? "No offence", Auckland Herald, but here's
your moist towelette and tub of Vaseline - keep spanking and spraying.
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