For a while now, I've had a young indigenous man working for our small company. He's a footballer himself with one of the WAFL sides, as is his brother, and his family is fairly well known amongst the football fraternity.
He's a great kid (he's 21). Works his ass off...when he's here. But in his personal life, he just can't seem to escape the need to bury himself in drugs and alcohol, by his own admission. He comes across in the completely same blase manner as Willie is atm.
I've done a little work on indigenous psychology, but I won't even pretend to understand what either of them are going thru. I cross my fingers for Willie, and hope for the best. But deep down inside, I really fear the worst.
He's a great kid (he's 21). Works his ass off...when he's here. But in his personal life, he just can't seem to escape the need to bury himself in drugs and alcohol, by his own admission. He comes across in the completely same blase manner as Willie is atm.
I've done a little work on indigenous psychology, but I won't even pretend to understand what either of them are going thru. I cross my fingers for Willie, and hope for the best. But deep down inside, I really fear the worst.