Scene: Lazy Saturday afternoon, Granada Hotel. Vibe very laid back in that "nothing" time of the year - just horse racing in the background. Prominent Southern based TSL players in the bar having a casual ale or two. In walks Martin Duffy, the Mr "In the know" of football in Southern Tasmania. Self professed footy nut. Spots players, "G'day Cas, Jaye, Coxy". A friendly nod from the young lads is the reply. "G'day Duff" Cassidy turns away as if to avoid a situation for he knows Duff's intentions. Duffy pauses, looks around for a spot in amoungst the bar to buy a beer and then heads in Cas direction. An opportunity awaits. Cassidy knows he is f.....d at this point. Duffy buys beer Cas is cornered. If he wanders off its all too obvious....... Duffy pounces. Duffy: "So Cas, forget the small chat & I will be posting this on big footy, now mate are you playing for Hobart or another club next year". CAS: Mate, OK, I did have a chat with a few other clubs, but I never wanted to leave Hobart and what's happend is they have given me a coaching role and I am staying. Duffy: Thanks Cas. That's good mate. Cassidy is happy, its all off his chest. Duff clinches another story. The rest is history.