trent..trent croad will play for collingwood!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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hawthorn will be stupid to get rid of croad, but if he's traded to c'wood, I will not be displeased. he is athletic and can play in a number of positions, even in the ruck. I suspect he won't come cheaply though.
mckernan has quit the roos and is earmarked for carlton. I wonder if carlton will keep 3 talls - mckernan, allan and porter. in all honesty, if porter is available, I would prefer him to croad. however, croad will be a good addition to the team.
"everyone's a winner hot pies"
mckernan has quit the roos and is earmarked for carlton. I wonder if carlton will keep 3 talls - mckernan, allan and porter. in all honesty, if porter is available, I would prefer him to croad. however, croad will be a good addition to the team.
"everyone's a winner hot pies"
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Picked this up off the AFL site about Croad.
I'd be a bit worried he might be a head case?
TRENT Croad is not a footballer. Just ask him. The athletic young man who is one of the most exciting prospects in the game is, paradoxically, not a footballer.
''I am an athlete playing football. I am not a footballer, I'm an athlete,'' he says in a manner that is neither boasting nor self-deprecating. It is just the way it is.
''I play football, but where I come from, New Zealand, coming over it hasn't been in me. I have grown up with a football-influenced life, but I s'pose I have had to learn the game.
''I am not a footy-head; I do it, but I don't live, eat and breathe football. I need to become a bit more like that and I am really trying to learn the game. My club would consider I don't know enough about football and they are right.
''They would probably think I would have more interests outside football than football itself, and they would be right about that, too. But I know myself, football is the first priority in my life. I also know being part of a team and winning is a big part of my life. I suppose the thing is I suit the game of football.''
While he isn't a footballer, he is mature. He is intelligent. And he is exciting.
The learning curve has been steep for the 21-year-old from the footballing school of De La Salle, ever since he made the decision football would be his ticket.
He remembers the day he made the choice. He was at primary school, a time when a lot of kids probably made the same decision -- or to be a fireman, policeman or Test cricketer.
Croad's decision however was more pressing. At a time when he should have been weighing up whether Twisties were better than Cheezels, Croad was forced to decide between a life of hoops, athletics or footy.
He chose footy, his grandfather was an All Black, so football was in his blood, and, besides, Dermott Brereton was his hero.
''I remember it clearly. It was grade six and I had to choose between going to Adelaide to run with the Victorian team, the basketball team was going to Darwin and the football team was staying in Melbourne. And I knew that day that no matter which one I chose, I would have to persevere with it and make it my choice. I chose football.
''My heroes were footballers rather than a runner or a basketballer and when you are in grade six, having to make your career decision you probably go on the influence of that.
''My grandfather being an All Black was also really important, ball sports were in my family even if AFL footy wasn't.
''At that point you have to go really hard at one or the other and make it your dominant sport and give up one of the others and that's what I did.''
What he didn't do is sacrifice other interests in his life.
This is a kid whose passions are more varied than the average player. He doesn't watch every game of footy he can. He's spends his time inspecting 50 houses a week to sample the market before he buys another property -- at 21. His ambition is at once to be a presenter on TV's The Great Outdoors, to own a major hotel, be a property developer and travel the world. Oh, and win a premiership.
It's not that football is an afterthought, just that it's only one of his thoughts. This is the quintessential young man in a hurry. A guy who wants it all. And will get it.
Young, talented, good-looking, he's wealthy and eligible. He has a naked ambition that is off-putting to some at first, but warm and engaging when you settle with it and realise his passions. He demands to succeed. It wasn't for nothing that when he made that decision in grade six it was a simple matter of time before he was drafted.
''I have grown up with a single mum, three boys. My father really had a great impact on our lives, but Mum and Dad divorced when I was about 11 and, being the eldest of three boys, you kind of took on a more dominant life,'' he said.
''After the divorce we moved into a house in Doncaster East with my mum and two brothers and it was really hard emotionally and financially. We really look after Mum now and Dad was always really supportive, but he went to America for business for a couple of years.
''He'd fly us over a couple of times a year, but he's back now and he's at our games each week and Mum is there each week religiously, she's a footy nut. Her name's Joy and we're Joy's boys.''
Brereton recognised a certain void and also a bit of himself in the flamboyant teenager who arrived at the club and earned more praise than possessions.
''I have found a bit of a friendship there with a guy who I suppose hasn't had a father close on hand at times in his family background,'' Brereton said of his young protege.
''I also view him as an enormously talented kid who isn't an instinctive footballer, so there were various roles I believed I could help him with both as a person dealing with media at a young age and as a footballer.''
The pair has now become close. No longer is it hero and worshipper, they are peers. Mates. They speak regularly on the phone, go surfing and The Kid instructs the kid.
''There's been a lot of times where I feel like I can't talk to someone who could relate to me, and there has been that situation where I've felt no one can understand what I'm about, or a problem I might have, and I ring Dermott and he knows exactly where I am coming from,'' Croad said. ''He has been very influential in my life, coming from my family like I said, having someone like that is great.''
Brereton chokes on a giggle in the manner of someone watching an action movie anticipating the beating a baddie is about to get when the hero coolly catches up with him, as he talks of how good Croad is going to be as a footballer. Not could be, going to be.
''The first goal he kicked last Saturday, I don't know if there is a 15-stone bloke in the league who could have kicked that goal. The way he led out, turned on to his wrong foot and beat his opponent around,'' Brereton said.
''For just pure blistering pace for a 15-stone (95.5kg), six-foot-two-and-a-half (189cm)bloke it was incredible. I don't think Koutoufides has that pace for a 15-stone guy.
AND I can't think of a 21-year- old who was that strong and had the same pace and athleticism. Maybe Plugger, he was quick over the first 10m, but not as athletic.
''What attracts me to him as a footballer is he is a genuinely likable, happy guy, but he has the capacity to really want to hurt guys out on the ground.
''Trent has that capacity to feel no remorse when he hurts someone while the game is going on. I know it, I can see it in him.''
It's these other shades of himself that attracts Brereton, and inspires him to teach him how to harness that menace.
''We want a situation where Trent's prime motive is the ball, but where people are just scared to be bumped by him,'' Brereton said.
''The thing we want to do is, fairly, totally and utterly fairly, we want to work on Trent, and Trent and I have talked about it, that some time when he runs into somebody he will end their career. That's got to be the motivation, to be this creature to be feared, with enormous talent, but physically imposing and feared on the ground.
''Koutoufides is the prototype, but doesn't have that animalistic, 'I am going to hurt people.' If Trent can be as good as Koutoufides, and want to hurt people, he is going to be absolutely damaging. I can see no reason why he won't.''
There have been glimpses of it. Last year Brereton was furious with Croad for his game against Essendon. It had nothing to do with Lloyd kicking a bag on him -- there was little Croad could do, the side was getting a pasting. What annoyed Brereton was that Croad struck up a conversation with Lloyd.
''I said be congenial after the game, but while the game's on, turn around to him and spit back in his face, 'Don't speak to me or I'll break your jaw.' That's the kind of thing he's got to be like.''
Brereton therefore walked up to Croad and, like Yoda, pressed their foreheads together, glared in his eyes and said, 'Feel the anger in me.' ''
Next week, Croad tried the same thing on Matty Primus after the big ruckman started roughing up a few smaller Hawks. Croad was a bit overzealous in his forehead-pressing and wound up nutting the Power ruckman. He was suspended for a week for headbutting.
''The positive was, even though he lost a week and didn't do it smartly, Primus stopped giving it to our little blokes and we won the game. The smaller blokes on the team responded, too,'' Brereton said.
It's interesting to consider Croad ''The Enforcer'' because he is considered such the ''pretty boy'' that toughness is not an obvious bed partner.
This is the guy who will be on the cover of the Men For All Seasons calendar again this year, oiled up, flexing and glistening. It's just a bit of fun, he says, and a sign of the way footy is going.
This is also the guy who looks on TV like Simon-the-Likable with his lank blond-tipped hair and well-spoken manner. Again, it's all fun.
But mention the ''pretty boy Hawks'' tag and he bristles. It's then you start to understand what Brereton means about menace.
''I don't think we really care what other people think. We care about us as a team. It's not me, it's we, and you can be labelled pretty boys, labelled anything, but it's just a tag. People are tagged things every year from marshmallows to whatever, it just gives the team ammunition,'' he said.
''If people want to call you things like that, well, we have beaten plenty of sides and if they want to label us pretty boys, well then they have been beaten by a bunch of pretty boys. I don't think that would sit too well with them.''
That point was not too subtly made to the players by a few officials brought to the club over the summer. Was success about the strut, the flash car and the money? Or were they there to play football?
Croad, the athlete, was insular and self-absorbed as a younger player. He was praised, given a lot of money and attention; as a teenager with a healthy number of games under his belt he could be forgiven for believing the hype.
Now he has come to grips with football as a team game and personal success only being achieved through team success.
He has the trappings of success -- the bright red beamer, the TV show, the adulation, the women -- but he is mature enough to realise the trappings are traps.
He is not alone at Glenferrie in this regard. There is a tougher resolve about the team now.
''The work ethic is a big thing at the club and if you are a young guy coming into the club, and this is what I have realised because I didn't have it at first, if you are a young guy coming into the club your respect is earned through your work ethic,'' Croad said.
''If you don't work like that, it's immediately identified. If you don't earn their respect through your work ethic, which I didn't initially, you just don't get accepted, you know what I mean? I think you realise the hard work you are doing really does help you. It's not designed to break you down, it's to help you and when you realise that, which I have realised, then you really benefit and blend in.''
THE tightness of this playing group and desire to be part of a generation of footballers chasing success was something that prompted Croad to push for a quick resolution to his contract.
Croad recently re-signed for a significant sum, but money was never a crucial determinant.
''I suppose everyone gets paid what they are worth and, look, my manager, Paul Connors, goes in and does all that for me, that's why I have a manager,'' he said.
Brereton may be teaching him, but some lessons he has learnt on his own.
''I remember playing out at Waverley and I was on Glenn Archer and I was 18 and a half and I kept grabbing his jumper. He said to me if I grabbed it again he'd turn around and knock my head off. I was a bit rattled by it,'' he said.
''Now I'm glad there are 37 different cameras on you. I was a bit intimidated that day, but it also taught me the power of intimidation.''
As much as Brereton has taught him, Archer has taught him as much. Now it's the athlete's turn to teach footballers a few things about playing the game.
On trading all i want is a GOOD tall and take it from there.
******WE WILL RISE IN OUR OWN WAY*****
I'd be a bit worried he might be a head case?
TRENT Croad is not a footballer. Just ask him. The athletic young man who is one of the most exciting prospects in the game is, paradoxically, not a footballer.
''I am an athlete playing football. I am not a footballer, I'm an athlete,'' he says in a manner that is neither boasting nor self-deprecating. It is just the way it is.
''I play football, but where I come from, New Zealand, coming over it hasn't been in me. I have grown up with a football-influenced life, but I s'pose I have had to learn the game.
''I am not a footy-head; I do it, but I don't live, eat and breathe football. I need to become a bit more like that and I am really trying to learn the game. My club would consider I don't know enough about football and they are right.
''They would probably think I would have more interests outside football than football itself, and they would be right about that, too. But I know myself, football is the first priority in my life. I also know being part of a team and winning is a big part of my life. I suppose the thing is I suit the game of football.''
While he isn't a footballer, he is mature. He is intelligent. And he is exciting.
The learning curve has been steep for the 21-year-old from the footballing school of De La Salle, ever since he made the decision football would be his ticket.
He remembers the day he made the choice. He was at primary school, a time when a lot of kids probably made the same decision -- or to be a fireman, policeman or Test cricketer.
Croad's decision however was more pressing. At a time when he should have been weighing up whether Twisties were better than Cheezels, Croad was forced to decide between a life of hoops, athletics or footy.
He chose footy, his grandfather was an All Black, so football was in his blood, and, besides, Dermott Brereton was his hero.
''I remember it clearly. It was grade six and I had to choose between going to Adelaide to run with the Victorian team, the basketball team was going to Darwin and the football team was staying in Melbourne. And I knew that day that no matter which one I chose, I would have to persevere with it and make it my choice. I chose football.
''My heroes were footballers rather than a runner or a basketballer and when you are in grade six, having to make your career decision you probably go on the influence of that.
''My grandfather being an All Black was also really important, ball sports were in my family even if AFL footy wasn't.
''At that point you have to go really hard at one or the other and make it your dominant sport and give up one of the others and that's what I did.''
What he didn't do is sacrifice other interests in his life.
This is a kid whose passions are more varied than the average player. He doesn't watch every game of footy he can. He's spends his time inspecting 50 houses a week to sample the market before he buys another property -- at 21. His ambition is at once to be a presenter on TV's The Great Outdoors, to own a major hotel, be a property developer and travel the world. Oh, and win a premiership.
It's not that football is an afterthought, just that it's only one of his thoughts. This is the quintessential young man in a hurry. A guy who wants it all. And will get it.
Young, talented, good-looking, he's wealthy and eligible. He has a naked ambition that is off-putting to some at first, but warm and engaging when you settle with it and realise his passions. He demands to succeed. It wasn't for nothing that when he made that decision in grade six it was a simple matter of time before he was drafted.
''I have grown up with a single mum, three boys. My father really had a great impact on our lives, but Mum and Dad divorced when I was about 11 and, being the eldest of three boys, you kind of took on a more dominant life,'' he said.
''After the divorce we moved into a house in Doncaster East with my mum and two brothers and it was really hard emotionally and financially. We really look after Mum now and Dad was always really supportive, but he went to America for business for a couple of years.
''He'd fly us over a couple of times a year, but he's back now and he's at our games each week and Mum is there each week religiously, she's a footy nut. Her name's Joy and we're Joy's boys.''
Brereton recognised a certain void and also a bit of himself in the flamboyant teenager who arrived at the club and earned more praise than possessions.
''I have found a bit of a friendship there with a guy who I suppose hasn't had a father close on hand at times in his family background,'' Brereton said of his young protege.
''I also view him as an enormously talented kid who isn't an instinctive footballer, so there were various roles I believed I could help him with both as a person dealing with media at a young age and as a footballer.''
The pair has now become close. No longer is it hero and worshipper, they are peers. Mates. They speak regularly on the phone, go surfing and The Kid instructs the kid.
''There's been a lot of times where I feel like I can't talk to someone who could relate to me, and there has been that situation where I've felt no one can understand what I'm about, or a problem I might have, and I ring Dermott and he knows exactly where I am coming from,'' Croad said. ''He has been very influential in my life, coming from my family like I said, having someone like that is great.''
Brereton chokes on a giggle in the manner of someone watching an action movie anticipating the beating a baddie is about to get when the hero coolly catches up with him, as he talks of how good Croad is going to be as a footballer. Not could be, going to be.
''The first goal he kicked last Saturday, I don't know if there is a 15-stone bloke in the league who could have kicked that goal. The way he led out, turned on to his wrong foot and beat his opponent around,'' Brereton said.
''For just pure blistering pace for a 15-stone (95.5kg), six-foot-two-and-a-half (189cm)bloke it was incredible. I don't think Koutoufides has that pace for a 15-stone guy.
AND I can't think of a 21-year- old who was that strong and had the same pace and athleticism. Maybe Plugger, he was quick over the first 10m, but not as athletic.
''What attracts me to him as a footballer is he is a genuinely likable, happy guy, but he has the capacity to really want to hurt guys out on the ground.
''Trent has that capacity to feel no remorse when he hurts someone while the game is going on. I know it, I can see it in him.''
It's these other shades of himself that attracts Brereton, and inspires him to teach him how to harness that menace.
''We want a situation where Trent's prime motive is the ball, but where people are just scared to be bumped by him,'' Brereton said.
''The thing we want to do is, fairly, totally and utterly fairly, we want to work on Trent, and Trent and I have talked about it, that some time when he runs into somebody he will end their career. That's got to be the motivation, to be this creature to be feared, with enormous talent, but physically imposing and feared on the ground.
''Koutoufides is the prototype, but doesn't have that animalistic, 'I am going to hurt people.' If Trent can be as good as Koutoufides, and want to hurt people, he is going to be absolutely damaging. I can see no reason why he won't.''
There have been glimpses of it. Last year Brereton was furious with Croad for his game against Essendon. It had nothing to do with Lloyd kicking a bag on him -- there was little Croad could do, the side was getting a pasting. What annoyed Brereton was that Croad struck up a conversation with Lloyd.
''I said be congenial after the game, but while the game's on, turn around to him and spit back in his face, 'Don't speak to me or I'll break your jaw.' That's the kind of thing he's got to be like.''
Brereton therefore walked up to Croad and, like Yoda, pressed their foreheads together, glared in his eyes and said, 'Feel the anger in me.' ''
Next week, Croad tried the same thing on Matty Primus after the big ruckman started roughing up a few smaller Hawks. Croad was a bit overzealous in his forehead-pressing and wound up nutting the Power ruckman. He was suspended for a week for headbutting.
''The positive was, even though he lost a week and didn't do it smartly, Primus stopped giving it to our little blokes and we won the game. The smaller blokes on the team responded, too,'' Brereton said.
It's interesting to consider Croad ''The Enforcer'' because he is considered such the ''pretty boy'' that toughness is not an obvious bed partner.
This is the guy who will be on the cover of the Men For All Seasons calendar again this year, oiled up, flexing and glistening. It's just a bit of fun, he says, and a sign of the way footy is going.
This is also the guy who looks on TV like Simon-the-Likable with his lank blond-tipped hair and well-spoken manner. Again, it's all fun.
But mention the ''pretty boy Hawks'' tag and he bristles. It's then you start to understand what Brereton means about menace.
''I don't think we really care what other people think. We care about us as a team. It's not me, it's we, and you can be labelled pretty boys, labelled anything, but it's just a tag. People are tagged things every year from marshmallows to whatever, it just gives the team ammunition,'' he said.
''If people want to call you things like that, well, we have beaten plenty of sides and if they want to label us pretty boys, well then they have been beaten by a bunch of pretty boys. I don't think that would sit too well with them.''
That point was not too subtly made to the players by a few officials brought to the club over the summer. Was success about the strut, the flash car and the money? Or were they there to play football?
Croad, the athlete, was insular and self-absorbed as a younger player. He was praised, given a lot of money and attention; as a teenager with a healthy number of games under his belt he could be forgiven for believing the hype.
Now he has come to grips with football as a team game and personal success only being achieved through team success.
He has the trappings of success -- the bright red beamer, the TV show, the adulation, the women -- but he is mature enough to realise the trappings are traps.
He is not alone at Glenferrie in this regard. There is a tougher resolve about the team now.
''The work ethic is a big thing at the club and if you are a young guy coming into the club, and this is what I have realised because I didn't have it at first, if you are a young guy coming into the club your respect is earned through your work ethic,'' Croad said.
''If you don't work like that, it's immediately identified. If you don't earn their respect through your work ethic, which I didn't initially, you just don't get accepted, you know what I mean? I think you realise the hard work you are doing really does help you. It's not designed to break you down, it's to help you and when you realise that, which I have realised, then you really benefit and blend in.''
THE tightness of this playing group and desire to be part of a generation of footballers chasing success was something that prompted Croad to push for a quick resolution to his contract.
Croad recently re-signed for a significant sum, but money was never a crucial determinant.
''I suppose everyone gets paid what they are worth and, look, my manager, Paul Connors, goes in and does all that for me, that's why I have a manager,'' he said.
Brereton may be teaching him, but some lessons he has learnt on his own.
''I remember playing out at Waverley and I was on Glenn Archer and I was 18 and a half and I kept grabbing his jumper. He said to me if I grabbed it again he'd turn around and knock my head off. I was a bit rattled by it,'' he said.
''Now I'm glad there are 37 different cameras on you. I was a bit intimidated that day, but it also taught me the power of intimidation.''
As much as Brereton has taught him, Archer has taught him as much. Now it's the athlete's turn to teach footballers a few things about playing the game.
On trading all i want is a GOOD tall and take it from there.
******WE WILL RISE IN OUR OWN WAY*****
well he will star in our chicks channel on here then step aside Brodie Holland and Paul Licuria
isn't it funny how things work out...Farmer said on Demon radio that he wanted to become a life member of Melbourne and now hes gone, Corey Mckernan said in the paper the other day that he would want to stay at Roos and now hes almost a Blue...Spider said a number of times he would stay a Saint and now the news said he will be leaving Moorabbin i wonder if he will be the next one to go??? Also what happened to us getting Soloman coz hes just re-signed apparently.
isn't it funny how things work out...Farmer said on Demon radio that he wanted to become a life member of Melbourne and now hes gone, Corey Mckernan said in the paper the other day that he would want to stay at Roos and now hes almost a Blue...Spider said a number of times he would stay a Saint and now the news said he will be leaving Moorabbin i wonder if he will be the next one to go??? Also what happened to us getting Soloman coz hes just re-signed apparently.
Guys lets not be naive. Hawthorn will NOT trade easily.Let me tell you I think they will ask for blood I just hope its not in the form of an Shane Obree/Lockyer/Nick Davis type of a donation. We need tall timber no doubt about it and it would be interesting to get this bloke but I think Hawks will want an Obree. I hate to think of it but I think they will want the best quality we can offer, and in the midfield, other then Bucks, Oby is the next most likely....Oh how i hate to think like this....Dont sell ur soul pies we did not do it for Gherig dont do it for Croad.
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