BulldogBelle
04-06-2009, 11:50 PM
Good article on Ward....
Callan Ward, local hero (http://www.realfooty.com.au/news/rfnews/at-home-with-the-dogs/2009/06/04/1243708567358.html?page=fullpage#contentSwap1)
The Age
Peter Hanlon | June 5, 2009
THE Western Bulldogs got a lot more than just a readymade, skilful, in-and-under footballer when they chose Callan Ward in the 2007 national draft. With pick 19 came a whole community, and a story rarely seen in the modern game.
The day after the draft, a sign was posted on the noticeboard alongside an old bank building in Yarraville village, a few hundred metres from the house Ward grew up in, hailing the local hero. You don't have to wander far into the neighbouring streets to find folk who love their Doggies, nor to come across people who proudly called the Wards their own long before the big league came calling.
The Age spoke to Ward, his parents, three sisters and friends in those nervous pre-draft days 18 months ago. None knew where the lottery might send him; mother Kerri worried it might be West Coast, father Greg hoped for his beloved Essendon, sister Mickayla vowed to shun him if it was Collingwood. Aysha, his twin, was about to go overseas, and feared he might already have moved interstate by the time she returned. Tears flowed when it was the Bulldogs.
In a cafe next to Yarraville's Sun Theatre on a wet Wednesday evening, a local student is telling her friend how she hates wearing her VCE top in public, "because everyone knows who I am". Then in strolls Callan Ward, who doesn't need a name tag.
Yet he's happy to report normal service is rarely interrupted. "I hardly ever get people saying, 'You're Callan Ward! You play for the Bulldogs!' If I do I find it pretty funny, I'm still trying to get used to the fact people are interested in me. I still just live a normal life."
That little has changed in his world — "just my job and my income, that's about it" — is a blessing few draftees can count. He sleeps in the same bed, has a pasta night with a group of old Williamstown High school mates every Tuesday, and after we talk is off to the weekly Wednesday parma night at a Newport pub with another six friends.
"It's perfect, the Western Bulldogs is absolutely perfect. I love the club, I love the people, I love my teammates, I love the culture.
"And it's still home."
Not that life is easy, just good. Football has been harder than he expected, with perfection demanded in all that he does. He says of the commitment: "It's like a full-time job."
He thought he knew all about training, but didn't realise just how diverse it would be: the physiotherapy, different types of swimming, exercises geared to enhance the "core". He's the only one of his mates who works out on a Pilates scooter, or does yoga — though he recommends it to all. "It's amazing what it can do for you."
All are young men forging their own lives. "Jimma" Hynes, his mate since prep, has been a Bulldog member for more than a decade but his budding career as a DJ means he doesn't get to as many matches as he'd like. "He's out on a Saturday night at 1.30, 2am, and that's his world," Ward says.
"It's a different life, but it works in with my life — I get to go to his house and just chill out with him.
"My mates treat me like they always have, which is good. I'd hate them to treat me like I was some king or something. I'm a good friend towards them, and that's the way it always will be — I'm not really the footballer, I'm just their mate. That's the way I like it."
A mate who happens to be on the telly every weekend. Which brings us to football, a job that seems certain to make Ward recognisable far beyond his local streets.
While completing VCE last year he made it to Whitten Oval only a couple of times a week, yet still played six games on top of his apprenticeship at Williamstown. By season's end he had sore knees and was "pretty stuffed". "It was a massive year, just huge compared to all my junior years."
Ward went on the footy trip to Bali — "six nights, a pretty big week for me" — spent a week in Lorne with mates, trained on his own. He got a huge amount out of the club's pre-season camp in Arizona.
The coaches have confidence in him, and are working on making Ward that most prized of midfielders, who can both win their own ball, and get free outside the contest to hurt the opposition with pace and precision.
"I've always been an inside midfielder, I like just to dive in and get the footy. The club really like that, but they're trying to teach me to play on the outside as well so I can use my pace, get my handball receives up and take advantage a bit more."
He can't name every opponent he's had in his 13 games, "but I can certainly name a few who've smashed me". Like Joel Selwood a fortnight ago, when the third-year Cat had 14 first-quarter possessions (not all on Ward). "That game was probably 10 games of experience for me, I learnt a lot." Young talent time continues tonight, via a date with Trent Cotchin.
He's not getting ahead of himself, but has reached a defining stage where he no longer wants to play "seconds" football. "I'd really, really like to cement my place in the AFL team. I know that's a hard thing to do, but it's a good challenge."
Confidence has come from feeling comfortable in his surrounds, the benefit of seeing his teammates every day rather than in between his studies. "They're very good to me. My locker's next to Gia (Daniel Giansiracusa), he's a bit of a smart arse to me. Lindsay Gilbee I've become pretty close with, Ben Hudson is right next to me as well. Adam Cooney, too."
There will be plenty of Wards at Docklands tonight — the whole family are Bulldog members now, even Bomber-mad dad. Many others will make the short trip down Footscray Road to cheer on the local boy, as they did when he made his debut exactly a year ago.
That old-fashioned romantic Bob Murphy gave him a hand-written, full-page letter of congratulations before that game. Ward knows exactly where it is in his bedroom. In it, Murphy told Ward how proud of him he was. There are many in the inner west who feel the same.
Callan Ward, local hero (http://www.realfooty.com.au/news/rfnews/at-home-with-the-dogs/2009/06/04/1243708567358.html?page=fullpage#contentSwap1)
The Age
Peter Hanlon | June 5, 2009
THE Western Bulldogs got a lot more than just a readymade, skilful, in-and-under footballer when they chose Callan Ward in the 2007 national draft. With pick 19 came a whole community, and a story rarely seen in the modern game.
The day after the draft, a sign was posted on the noticeboard alongside an old bank building in Yarraville village, a few hundred metres from the house Ward grew up in, hailing the local hero. You don't have to wander far into the neighbouring streets to find folk who love their Doggies, nor to come across people who proudly called the Wards their own long before the big league came calling.
The Age spoke to Ward, his parents, three sisters and friends in those nervous pre-draft days 18 months ago. None knew where the lottery might send him; mother Kerri worried it might be West Coast, father Greg hoped for his beloved Essendon, sister Mickayla vowed to shun him if it was Collingwood. Aysha, his twin, was about to go overseas, and feared he might already have moved interstate by the time she returned. Tears flowed when it was the Bulldogs.
In a cafe next to Yarraville's Sun Theatre on a wet Wednesday evening, a local student is telling her friend how she hates wearing her VCE top in public, "because everyone knows who I am". Then in strolls Callan Ward, who doesn't need a name tag.
Yet he's happy to report normal service is rarely interrupted. "I hardly ever get people saying, 'You're Callan Ward! You play for the Bulldogs!' If I do I find it pretty funny, I'm still trying to get used to the fact people are interested in me. I still just live a normal life."
That little has changed in his world — "just my job and my income, that's about it" — is a blessing few draftees can count. He sleeps in the same bed, has a pasta night with a group of old Williamstown High school mates every Tuesday, and after we talk is off to the weekly Wednesday parma night at a Newport pub with another six friends.
"It's perfect, the Western Bulldogs is absolutely perfect. I love the club, I love the people, I love my teammates, I love the culture.
"And it's still home."
Not that life is easy, just good. Football has been harder than he expected, with perfection demanded in all that he does. He says of the commitment: "It's like a full-time job."
He thought he knew all about training, but didn't realise just how diverse it would be: the physiotherapy, different types of swimming, exercises geared to enhance the "core". He's the only one of his mates who works out on a Pilates scooter, or does yoga — though he recommends it to all. "It's amazing what it can do for you."
All are young men forging their own lives. "Jimma" Hynes, his mate since prep, has been a Bulldog member for more than a decade but his budding career as a DJ means he doesn't get to as many matches as he'd like. "He's out on a Saturday night at 1.30, 2am, and that's his world," Ward says.
"It's a different life, but it works in with my life — I get to go to his house and just chill out with him.
"My mates treat me like they always have, which is good. I'd hate them to treat me like I was some king or something. I'm a good friend towards them, and that's the way it always will be — I'm not really the footballer, I'm just their mate. That's the way I like it."
A mate who happens to be on the telly every weekend. Which brings us to football, a job that seems certain to make Ward recognisable far beyond his local streets.
While completing VCE last year he made it to Whitten Oval only a couple of times a week, yet still played six games on top of his apprenticeship at Williamstown. By season's end he had sore knees and was "pretty stuffed". "It was a massive year, just huge compared to all my junior years."
Ward went on the footy trip to Bali — "six nights, a pretty big week for me" — spent a week in Lorne with mates, trained on his own. He got a huge amount out of the club's pre-season camp in Arizona.
The coaches have confidence in him, and are working on making Ward that most prized of midfielders, who can both win their own ball, and get free outside the contest to hurt the opposition with pace and precision.
"I've always been an inside midfielder, I like just to dive in and get the footy. The club really like that, but they're trying to teach me to play on the outside as well so I can use my pace, get my handball receives up and take advantage a bit more."
He can't name every opponent he's had in his 13 games, "but I can certainly name a few who've smashed me". Like Joel Selwood a fortnight ago, when the third-year Cat had 14 first-quarter possessions (not all on Ward). "That game was probably 10 games of experience for me, I learnt a lot." Young talent time continues tonight, via a date with Trent Cotchin.
He's not getting ahead of himself, but has reached a defining stage where he no longer wants to play "seconds" football. "I'd really, really like to cement my place in the AFL team. I know that's a hard thing to do, but it's a good challenge."
Confidence has come from feeling comfortable in his surrounds, the benefit of seeing his teammates every day rather than in between his studies. "They're very good to me. My locker's next to Gia (Daniel Giansiracusa), he's a bit of a smart arse to me. Lindsay Gilbee I've become pretty close with, Ben Hudson is right next to me as well. Adam Cooney, too."
There will be plenty of Wards at Docklands tonight — the whole family are Bulldog members now, even Bomber-mad dad. Many others will make the short trip down Footscray Road to cheer on the local boy, as they did when he made his debut exactly a year ago.
That old-fashioned romantic Bob Murphy gave him a hand-written, full-page letter of congratulations before that game. Ward knows exactly where it is in his bedroom. In it, Murphy told Ward how proud of him he was. There are many in the inner west who feel the same.