Jarvis

Voss is gone.

Hallelujah.

Now, Gerard, I take no joy in seeing someone lose their job.

I don't.

But, Gerard, inevitable.

They don't negotiate, right?

We both said he wouldn't see the buy round.

And, Carlton, we decided not to waste five more weeks pretending.

Let's be clear, though, Gerard.

This is part one, right?

Part one.

It's not the finish line.

The club doesn't truly move forward until the boardroom stops tripping over itself.

The fish, as they say, is still rots from the head.

There's remote leadership with a president based in Sydney, zero inspiration, too many voices, not enough accountability, and a constitution which is built like Fort Knox to protect failure.

The board, they need to be spilled.

As for the coaching gig, Gerrard, I've said it for a long time, long might of Carlton, it feels less like a hunch, it's more like destiny now.

And the timing today, it doesn't hurt that theory one bit.

If it's not him, roll the dice, go for Enright, Skipworth, someone untried.

I don't need the corner office to know.