re Foster, all the usual NZRFU smokey mirrors & window dressing. Flow charts don't lie.
Hansen's ego must be like a fucking mafia don by now. "Anointing Fozzie as his successor", go fuck yerself buddy says every other kiwi rugby coach on earth.
What amazing jobs these two have. The AB team pretty much picks itself. Half us wankers on the internet poring over Soup rugby do it for then. They knock off work in November after EOYT "powder dry" junket then it's no more work on till fucken JUNE. Paid in full. Ching ching motherfuckers. So it's waddle back home to 666 Easy St Beachside View to see which of them can get the fattest on the NZRFU dime over the fucken summer. Fozzie's catching up! "You fat c**t." Did I mention no more work on til JUNE. Soup rugby rolls around, fuckit, none of the tenured AB's ever get dropped anyway, we don't have to watch this shit they say, Franks & Moody could spend the entire season spooning each other on Piha Beach and they're still getting pencilled in to start the first test in June, no fucken questions asked there.
November to June for Hansen and Fozzie would be potter around the garden, watch the telly, eat a few hundred pies, hit Piha with the binoculars to see if Franks & Moody have moved a bit, scoff a few more pies, vanish down a few hundred thousand netflix holes, then rock up in June once the court of public opinion have picked the AB team for them. Doddle through June, combos a bit rusty, bit of work through August and September then hello, November again, cushy end of year junket up north, finest hotels, blah blah, already looking forward to the pies back home over the summer, fuck the rugby, we'll play any old how and call it 'rebuilding' or 'keeping the powder dry' and bobs yer uncle, season over, time for another 7 months at home parked up on the porched Lazyboy outside 666 Easy St Beachside View again