IT'S a rugby league truism that you can't please everyone. Consensus is a virtual nirvana for our game, something to be aspired to but never actually reached.
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What's even rarer in a game where opinions are lobbed like molotov cocktails is a scenario where everyone is right. However, it's pretty close to the case in the furore surrounding Melbourne, its skipper Cameron Smith and wrestling in the game.
People say the issue with Melbourne's wrestling tactics is raised every year just prior to the finals. They're right; so are the people say that Melbourne are responsible for the proliferation of wrestling tactics in the game.
Souths general manager Shane Richardson has led the chorus, saying questionable tactics like the grapple, the crusher, the chicken wing, the rolling pin all originated in Melbourne. He's right. Smith was rubbed out of a grand final for a sickening grapple tackle on Sam Thaiday back in 2008.
People say Richardson is the last person to be crying foul over it given the only apparent defence he could offer for George Burgess' disgusting eye gouge on Robbie Farah was that the big Englishman is a good dad. They're right.
People say all teams wrestle and have wrestling coaches. They're right. The Dragons employed former UFC light-heavyweight James Te Huna as their guru last year.
People say it's bad for the game. They're right. Just about every rule change the game comes up with is, in some way, aimed at combating the effect of wrestling in the game.
The crackdown last season was aimed at doing that but enough people threw their toys out of the cot over it that decision-makers folded. A year on, we're having the same debate about wrestling.
People say Melbourne cop it because they're the best at it. They're right. People say criticism of Smith and the Storm is symptomatic of a Sydney-centric tall poppy syndrome. They're right.
When it comes to Smith it gets extra murky. It was only a matter of weeks ago this column made the case that he is the best to have ever played our game. That column asked the question, why all the hate?
We're getting a pretty good lesson in it at present. The aforementioned tall poppy syndrome has something to do with it, but Smith isn't doing himself any favours with acts like the newly-dubbed 'wingnut' effort on Raiders winger Bailey Simmonson last weekend.
People say he should have been charged by the match review panel. They're right. In addressing it at his weekly football briefing, NRL head of football Graham Annesley said the footage shows him clamping onto Simmonson's jumper and not his ears. He was right.
He was no doubt outlinging the case Melbourne would make in response to any charge. People said the game could not endure another embarrassing defeat at the judiciary. They're right.
It certainly doesn't help Smith's image. The game isn't doing his image any favours either with the gift of a diamond ring to his wife Barb as part of his 400th game celebrations.
Todd Greenberg has since tried to spin it, saying it's about celebrating the role of women in the game - thereby suggesting critics of the gift are somehow against that.
People say that's a smother. They're right. People say neither Smith or his wife are in any way at fault. They're right.
People say it's evidence of favourable treatment for the Storm at NRL HQ. They're right. It's unfathomable how the NRL would allow the 2007 and 2009 'grand finals' to be celebrated on its own jerseys.
People say Manly and Parramatta fans have a right to feel aggrieved. They're right. People say those fans should quit their whinging, the Storm beat a host of teams through the 2007 and 2009 (and 2008) finals series'. They're right.
Everybody's right but nobody wins... except Melbourne. History ultimately holds more weight than opinion. Historically, the Storm don't give two hoots about other people's opinions.
They care about winning. They take an almost Machiavellian approach in pursuit of it. In their case winning is like wrestling. Every club does it, Melbourne are just the best at it.