Garry Lyon is a coward who hides behind a desk, pots the club, never even came down the club during its troubled years, only got involved when Jim Stynes was dying and his sole contribution was to inflict Mark Neeld onto the club.
He then acts like he loves the club when they won the flag and wanted to present the trophy (better than being locked down in Melbourne, I guess) when he had not set foot inside the club since the day he retired.