Think of rpfc's list as "guideline"... but having said that, I do think that the mention of Jim and Scully on the one banner is something that should be strongly discouraged.
That part was not quoting Rivers as using the word "youngsters"... that was the Jon Ralph's word. It is obvious that he asked a question about the "youngsters" to which Rivers responded: "It definitely takes time for those guys, but it's time now. We have had enough time to get them going,".
I seriously hope that if you do display a sign like that, Sam Stynes isn't there to witness it... I would be pretty certain that she would be extremely embarrassed.
I don't recall saying (or even suggesting) that I don't rate him. You are right, I haven't watched much of him and in fact I was getting him confused with Patton (hence the one game comment).
oops... sorry, you're right... was against Richmond wasn't it... still prefer to wait until he proves himself against better defences... one game is hardly enough to cement his place as a great forward.
He was good, but I think I might wait until he has played against a few decent teams/defences... Nought Melbourne are hardly setting the world on fire.
No man is an island unless of course that man is Lord Howe. Love the work of all of those guys, dreads or not... Lord Howe, LJ, Dahlhaus, Side Show Bob, Eddie "pants" Betts, Buddy, etc... they are what make this great game worth watching.
That's where the MRP falls down in my opinion... if they are serious about ridding the game of certain behaviours, then they should be acting against intent and NOT just outcome; For example, if someone swings a haymaker and misses, they should get sent on a holiday... if they swing a haymaker that connects, they should be sent on a longer holiday.
Or, if we return to our bad old ways, here's a ditty for three quarter time:
Show me the way to go home,
I'm tired and I want to go to bed,
I saw us kick a goal about an hour ago,
And it's doing in my head
Ok, I'll admit I got sucked in... so how about this every time Jones gets the ball (to the tune of Presidents of America's "Lump"):
He's Chunk, he's Chunk, he's Chunk (can't think of any extra words, but I think it might work just repeated over and over ad infinitum)