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what was the result?
400k over Salary Cap over this season
Deliberate Failure to disclose payments persistently
269k fine
No Finals for them though
They will finish 7th records won't be altered
Looks like Stubbins will get his reward he has been striving for all season. We're getting another spoon.
I would like to point out the contrast of the swift brutal action taken by the FFA in dealing with Perth cheating the Salary Cap and contrast that with the inaction and lack of interest they have shown in dealing with the fat prick in Singapore
So this now actually gives Coast the smallest of chances to make the top 6
Credit to Gaz Fish for posting this pile of shit on twitter
http://www.smh.com.au/sport/soccer/v...10-1mhvoo.html
So the bloke just assumes I was referring to Stubbins?? Maybe I was referring to Tinkler???
As for his criticism I will point out that Muppet has never once faced the fans or taken any responsibility for anything that has befallen us this season.
We have been treated as fools by this bloke all season long whilst he has lurched from one disaster to another with his incompetence
So far we are nearly at double figures on players leaving the club down to falling out with the coach. The same players have been bullied into submission by the Manager.
Cawk thinks it is vicious and pathetic then I will point out he is only being bullied back by people who are standing up to him for treating others like crape with his arrogance and huge ego out of control.
What goes around comes around and we owe him nothing. !
He ain't hitting above the belt either and he brought this shitstorm upon himself
5 too many letters in Cockerill
Can you imagine him writing that article if the Smurfs were 3-25 and the fans were pissed off?
He did - when the Cove protested against Farina
http://www.smh.com.au/sport/soccer/s...307-34bes.html
So why is it OK for one nutter to ruin a club ie stubbins, but not another mental, in say your member, to call him up for it?
The battle of the lone wolves, forever alone
cockinmoutherill, forever delusional
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THE Newcastle Herald’s ‘‘Team of the Decade’’ competition is a poignant reminder how quickly the Newcastle Jets have descended from bad to worse.
Sporting Declaration has had no input into the selection of the hypothetical 15-man squad, but at a wild guess I would be extremely surprised if any incumbent Newcastle player made the cut.
I suppose a case could be argued for Ben Kantarovski, but other than the home-grown midfielder and former Young Socceroos captain, it is hard to imagine many of his 2014-15 teammates featuring prominently in discussions.
And I say that with no disrespect intended to this season’s players, who have battled bravely in almost-intolerable circumstances.
Yet only 12 months ago, Newcastle’s team sheet featured at least four players who would appear walk-up certainties in any all-time Jets selection – Joel Griffiths, Adam Taggart, Ruben Zadkovich and Emile Heskey.
The merits of Josh Brillante and Michael Bridges would presumably ensure they were also prominent candidates.
All six are now long gone. One has retired, three are plying their trade overseas and two have joined rival A-League clubs, having been discarded while still under contract.
In their place, bit-part players and rookies have been forced to assume the status of A-League regulars, and the results have been predictable.
With three rounds to go in the season, the Jets were last on the ladder, and on statistics alone it would appear illogical to deny they deserve the wooden spoon.
In their first 24 games (not including Friday night’s away game against Melbourne Victory), they had scored 18 goals, fewer than any rival team, and had the worst defensive record after conceding 49 times.
Along the way they suffered a club-record 7-0 hammering, conceded five goals in another game, four goals twice and been kept scoreless in their past four home fixtures.
In any league in the world, such numbers would point to sustained mediocrity.
That the Jets had won two games and were still a slim chance of finishing above last was something of a minor miracle.
But those two wins have to be considered in context. The first came against a leg-weary Adelaide team backing up after a midweek Football Federation Australia Cup final, the second against an unrecognisable Western Sydney outfit who had barely returned from a long-haul trip abroad for the Asian Champions League.
Other than that, it has been a largely joyless campaign for those long-suffering fans who have not already lost interest.
Inevitably, frustrations boiled over during last week’s 2-0 loss to Perth and supporters unfurled a banner, which read: ‘‘Enough failure, lies and arrogance 10,000 fans demand the muppet gone.’’
Those sentiments were clearly aimed at hapless Jets coach Phil Stubbins and prompted a typically defiant response from club owner Nathan Tinkler, who told the Daily Telegraph this week: ‘‘How many goals has Phil Stubbins missed? It is not his fault and no one is working harder to fix this. You would swear we had a squad everyone is envious of.’’
To some degree, I agree with Tinkler.
The Jets could sign Sir Alex Ferguson as coach but, given the same group of players, my suspicion is that results would be unlikely to improve spectacularly.
In saying that, how could things possibly be worse?
The bottom line is that there are two people who fans are entitled to blame for this shambolic season: Stubbins and Tinkler. This is a mess of their making.
A few months ago, I was content to give Stubbins the benefit of the doubt, arguing that the Jets had not reached the finals in their previous four seasons and he should not be held accountable for an ingrained, long-term culture of failure.
But then came the fiasco in which five players and three assistant coaches were effectively sacked, leaving the players who remained facing a thankless task.
To their credit, those players have been competitive in the majority of their games since. To borrow a line from Tinkler, ‘‘the effort is there’’.
But when the one-time billionaire suggested that Newcastle were ‘‘in the market for the right guys’’ and an influx of quality signings will ‘‘see us much higher up the ladder’’ next season, I can’t help thinking I have heard it all before.
Talk is cheap, Nathan. Decent players aren’t. Least of all when they are being approached to join a club with a reputation as a basket case, on and off the field.
Why would any self-respecting A-League player want to join Newcastle? They have been also-rans for five seasons, have a coach with one of the worst records in A-League history and seem to believe they are entitled to pay wages and superannuation when it suits Tinkler, not when it is due.
The Jets have become the A-League’s last-chance saloon. They will surely have to pay significant ‘‘overs’’ to attract any players with alternative options.
Even if Tinkler is willing and able to dig deep into his pockets, a prospect he has appeared intent on avoiding in recent times, fans are entitled to be dubious about Stubbins’ recruiting skills, judging by the squad he assembled for this season.
Maybe in 12 months I’ll be eating these words. I hope that is the case.
Last night's remarkable win against Melbourne Victory, which may well help Newcastle avoid the dreaded spoon, was a reward for the persistence and resilience of Newcastle's players.
But if it was a step in the right direction, there is still a long road ahead before the club has regained the credibility and respect it has enjoyed at other times over the past 10 years.
http://www.theherald.com.au/story/30...-times/?cs=306
The Cocks ArticleQuote:
As a matter of principle I applaud Nathan Tinkler's stance to ignore the lynch mob and back his coach. For whatever reason the owner of Newcastle Jets has - in the midst of the worst season in the club's history - decided Phil Stubbins is his man until he, and only he, thinks otherwise. A mutiny in the dressing room and a hysterical campaign in the grandstands haven't swayed him. In this era, that almost makes Tinkler unique.
The attack on Stubbins by an increasingly strident group of fans is sadly no surprise. Not least to the coach. Two wins all season naturally puts his decisions in the spotlight. There have been legitimate question marks over recruiting - how can we forget Johnny Steele - tactics, substitutions, philosophy, man management and selections, and as yet Stubbins hasn't found the answers. Fair-minded observers should recognise an improvement since the nadir of that seven-goal humiliation in Adelaide, but in a results-orientation business the rewards haven't been forthcoming. It truly has been a baptism of fire for a man in his first season as a boss in the A-League, and whichever way you look at it his senior coaching career could well be hanging by a thread.
All this means the fans have every right to vent their opinion, and frustration. In Newcastle especially so, as they've been commendably loyal until recently. But it's the manner of their protests that I find distasteful.
In recent weeks groups of supporters have taken turns to stand behind the bench and hurl abuse. I've seen fathers rush to the tunnel at the end of the game to shout obscenities. And on Easter Monday, a banner was unfurled in the driving rain which passed as fair comment until Stubbins was described as a "muppet". The fact he wasn't named doesn't mitigate. In his after-match presser the coach outed himself.
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As match commentator, I had the option of mentioning the banner. I didn't. On a human level, who deserves to be shamed on national television? No one. I ask those responsible, who are no doubt congratulating themselves, one question. Would you like to be called a "muppet" on such a public stage? And let's all be frank, that description would have been a lot more colourful if they felt they could get away with it.
Of course we live in a society where a culture of very public and very personal abuse is endemic. I recognise that, but refuse to accept it, encourage it, or partake in it. That's a decision we all have to make as individuals. The trouble is it's so often a collective. The strong generally lead the weak in a direction they wouldn't otherwise take. A sporting stadium offers a perfect forum. And unlike "Yabba" on the old SCG hill, there is rarely any humour in the sledging these days. Which underlines how vicious it's become.
As this is not a sociology assignment, I'll return to current events. The Jets are in crisis, no doubt. Tinkler has presided over the decline of a club that won the league in 2008 but has missed out on the finals for the past five seasons and is odds-on to collect a second wooden spoon. And he's not been afraid to point the finger of blame - there have been five coaches in five seasons - and his decision to sack Branko Culina by phone while he was attending the season launch was utterly ruthless.
It may be that Tinkler's simply digging his heels in because he doesn't like anyone telling him how to run his club. It may be that he truly believes Stubbins is the right man to turn things around in what has become a financially straitened operation. It may be that he simply likes him as a bloke. Whatever the case, there is only one man who can get rid of the coach, and he's not budging. The fans seem to have conceded this, and now seem intent on attacking Stubbins so ferociously they hope he'll walk. But the Englishman who once dug potatoes for a living is made of sterner stuff.
If Stubbins does go, you suspect that decision will be made during the off-season over a beer with his owner, maybe in a back bar in Merewether. Tinkler won't be making a move with a gun at his head. He may not make a move at all.
Head coaches in all sports these days are human punching bags, living in a surreal work environment where they are increasingly isolated - sometimes on their own benches, or dressing rooms. Yes, they go into it with open eyes, and there's never any shortage of candidates. But they usually underestimate the human toll, to themselves and their family. The black dog is an all-too familiar companion. Do we just accept that?
You should respond in the comments or Twitter and get the Cock to come to you for an interview.....identity hidden of course.
Where was Cockerill when all the crap was going down at the club? Where was the in depth article investigating the sacking and dysfunction at the club?
No where to be seen. Newcastle is not important enough to warrant such investigation. He'd rather sit back, say nothing and then snipe at those who are passionate about the team.
London to a brick, if the rubbish that has occurred at the Jets had occurred at SC or MV, there would have been long detailed investigation and plenty of column inches dedicated to it by Cockerill. So Newcastle gets his his silence when the fecal matter hit the fan but the fans get his attack because they dare speak up and do his job.
Pathetic.