“Unless they do something” … “there must be something they can do” … “they’ve got to do something”. But the something is never defined,and the conversation goes around in ever-diminishing and never-resolving circles.
We presume the necessary wisdom exists within or close to football. But the victim are footballers for now,citizens and community members for life. It’s a public health issue. That is now somewhat recognised,but acted upon only in the margins.
A Senate inquiry last year made recommendations.A coroner this year made more recommendations. A body of scientific and medical knowledge has built up. But still no one has dared to mould it into a set of unbreakable protocols,the thing that must be done.
Players,medics,administrators all will have their own ideas,for their own reasons. Between them,they will say that the game has gone too far already and not nearly far enough yet. The whole exercise is a contradiction of itself. So on we go to the next wake-up call.
It is the human condition that we thrill to the bodily contest at the same time as we flinch at it. They’re our avatars,mustering our courage for us,displaying it on our behalf. It’s been that way since lions versus Christians.
And let’s face it,it works. It works because most of us don’t have to make that fateful decision about when is the right time to go and when to wait,most of us don’t have to contemplate the potential for short- or long-term damage,most of us don’t have to face a question about early retirement. Most of us aren’tAngus Brayshaw.