Diary Of A Warriors Fan - Welcome To Warriorsville

Warriorsville sounds like a pretty ruthless place doesn't it?

Well it's not, because if we have learned anything about the Warriors over the past month or so, it's that they are soft as buttercups. They're tougher than you and I for sure, but in the big, bad NRL, the Warriors just aren't tough enough.

Warriorsville, it's a place where sillyness rules.

Warriorsville, it's a place where the coach is learning on the job.

Warriorsville, it's a place where the coach clearly doesn't have control over his players.

Warriorsville, it's a place where something smells fishy. 

Warriorsville, it's a place where some players think they are professional athletes.

Some and think were the key words in that sentence above. 

Some? Well some of the players in Warriorsville are professional athletes and understand that there are certain sacrifices that have to be made to be the best. Some players appear to just be happy to make money playing rugby league and don't seem to fussed about actually winning.

Think? It's one thing to think you are a professional athlete and it's another thing to be a professional athlete. 

Warriorsville, where some players want to be professional athletes but really they don't want to be professional about being an athlete.

You see, Warriorsville isn't the best borough in the city but it has a few nice blokes. Around the city however, everyone knows that in Warriorsville, nothing really gets done and you simply don't need to worry about Warriorsville as they never really sort their shit out.

In Melbourneville, Sydneyville, Brisbaneville and Townsville (lol) players understand that for their team to be the best, each player must strive to be the best they can be. That's what it takes and most players in the other boroughs get that.

In Warriorsville, it's all good to eat fast food ... and endorse it, whatever happened to obesity?

It's all good to be fatter than you should be. 

It's all good to think about how much you love that munch you're eating, thus neglecting your quest to be the best player you can be.

It's all good to not bust your balls for your mate beside you, to jog instead of sprinting when you need to make that tackle.

It's all good to enjoy the fruits of your 'labour' despite the fact you haven't actually done much in the NRL.

It's all good to show up late because then you get a sick new hair style and you can laugh about it with everyone. 

Welcome to Warriorsville.

Warriorsville is a strange place where players become celebrities very quickly, before dues have been paid and stripes earned.

Apparently we should feel sorry for Warriorsville. Their lives are so hard that fans simply don't understand what it's like to be them, to be a Princess or to be a Ginuwine professional who sacrifices food, alcohol, drugs, friends, family, leisure, BJ's in a car and all that stuff that us plebs take for granted.

But we shouldn't feel bad or sorry for Warriorsville.

In Warriorsville, they simply don't take their jobs seriously enough.

Mother Nature, God, Jah, Allah and Buddha have a funny way of working though as they don't reward those who don't put the effort in.

Which is why the Warriors sit 12th on the ladder, with only the Gold Coast Titans owning a worse points differential.

It's why the Warriors may be looking at their third game in a row conceding 50 points because the Bulldogs are pretty good and the Warriors aren't.

Stay the fuck away from Warriorsville if you can.