When a self-professed follower of the Great Game fails to understand the spiritual necessity of the shepherd, just fails to understand let alone appreciate such a crucial element of what makes the Great Game great, then I despair for the future of this nation.
Actually, I don't. Scratch that. South Fremantle supporter babbling on toothlessly about thugs blah blah blah - who cares?
And, sure, burn the flags but best not try and set the the 30 premiership cups alight. You'll use up all the gas in your meth torches.