Judd won’t shake ‘Chicken Wing’ label (video)
In the brave world that is AFL football, and amongst the power forwards in rugby league and rugby union, to the strikers in soccer and all forms of contact sport, Chris Judd has just got a new label.
He’ll carry it with him for years to come: Chicken Wing.
Whenever people think of Judd, they’ll think “Chicken Wing”.
What does chicken wing represent?
Not that anyone who has applied a chicken wing tackle will ever admit to this, but it is the act, a mindless act on the face of it, of a generation of copy cats.
Nonsensical, damaging, dangerous, hurtful, callous, demeaning, cowardly – all these adjectives all spring to mind.
We watch sports for acts of courage.
We don’t watch it for acts of bastardry.
We don’t watch it to remind ourselves how maniacal and beastly we can be as humans. We can get that on the front pages when “strong men” kill, torture and maim their “opponents” in some far off theatre of war.
Chris Judd is theatre. He’s a spoilt kid in a spoilt world. Someone who is used to getting what he wants, visa vie ‘winning. When it doesn’t happen, he turns nasty. Like a McEnroe or Connors. Like many footballers in today’s world.
He is not someone I would have my children model themselves on. I don’t find his commitment to Carlton Football Club, to the game, to his opponents as being anything more than superficial.
Four weeks is a very, very weak sentence for someone who has bought the whole game into disrepute.
And Maurice Rioli and anyone who tries that stunt again should be banned for a season.
Chicken wings ….they should be cooked in sweet chilli sauce and served with rice. The term should be banned from all forms of contact sport while Chris Judd and others carry the can for the term.