DISCORD 2013: Edition 37


EVERY year, for as long as I can remember, I’ve been organising, promoting and – occasionally – attending Media Mad Monday.

We’ve held it in Balmain, the Rocks, Darling Harbour, Clovelly/Coogee and the City. I don’t remember anything really outrageous ever happening, although it would be completely unrealistic to say no-one was ever refused service.

But this year, I don’t think it’s appropriate to have one.

In about 1994, when I mentioned Mad Monday to the Sydney Morning Herald sports editor Peter Christopher, he had never heard of it. Outside of footballers, few people had.

He got me to write a funny story about some of the hijinks players got up to, leaving out the names. It was one of those good natured “public service announcement” columns. We might have said ‘lock your pets’ and ‘tell the police’ and chortled along.

Fast forward almost two decades and the police – and pets – no longer looked at Mad Monday as a laughing matter.

Have footballers become more rowdy and irresponsible in that time? Of course not. But 1994 was just on the cusp of the fulltime era. Some players still had jobs. And the media was not so celebrity obsessed, the line between what was private and public was much clearer.

The world has become a more serious place.

There’s a catch 22 situation in clubs trying to “contain” Mad Monday by organising the venue and hiring security. On one hand, it can stop things getting out of control. On another, once the club is involved, there is an implication it is endorsing everything that takes place, lingerie waitresses and all.

Why have we had Media Mad Monday since the early 1990s? Because it’s a long bloody season, a hard slog, and the finals in particular can be draining for reporters with the increased pressure to get good yarns.

Rugby league is seasonal work and there is an enormous sense of relief when it’s over and summer is around the corner. Media managers, match officials, sound technicians and turnstile attendants all get their weekends back, and it’s human nature to want to celebrate that.

But, as I said, the world has become a more serious place. Everyone is expected to work harder and have less fun. The misdemeanors of the few dictate that the majority should refrain from a list of activities a mile long. And we can hardly tsk-tsk at drunken footballers and then go and get drunk ourselves, can we?

So Media Mad Monday is off.

PS: If you see me in a pub on October 7 with Brad Walter, Paul Crawley and Stuart Honeysett, it’s just a co-incidence. OK?


THE loss of Jack Reed is a big World Cup blow to England but the fact there are 12 Englishmen and a Scot in the Super League dream team has been good for confidence in the host nation.

While Leeds’ Kallum Watkins has plenty of admirers among NRL talent scouts, Huddersfield’s Leroy Cudjoe and Hull’s Ben Crooks were the dream team centres. I’m backing Cudjoe and Watkins for the tournament opener.

If you live in Australia and religiously watch eight games a week – you still can this weekend. Sky Sports in the UK usually only covers two Super League games and that’s all we get on Eurosports here.

But all four play-offs will be televised, starting with the Huddersfield-Wigan blockbuster
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