Arise Sir Stacey
So Stacey Jones gets one of Herr Helen’s people’s awards that are completely meaningless to anyone except for a few tree huggers.
Given what he’s done in the last month, he should be given a knighhood, the freedom of Auckland, and a couple of Northland townships thrown in.
Sir Stacey has a ring about it … and he was close to getting a ring in the NRL too!
Perhaps that’s the only sad part about Sir Stacey leaving the Warriors is that he will never get the ring he deserves.
Having said that, the club survived for ten years based on his name, his ability, and his drawing power.
Most points, games, interviews, and everything else in between.
It is sad to see him go, but his legacy (leaguacy???) will live on in the Warriors in the years to come. It may even be benificial – his salary can be spread over a few players and the opposition won’t have to target one player to blunt the team.
What’s sadder is that dickheads have forced him out of New Zealand. Still, he leaves the dickheads behind and gets to have a few vinos in the south of France.
Good on ya Sir Stacey.
