Ed­die Betts


Inside Sport - - FOOTY FINALS -

Supplied by a mid­field bet­ter than most an­tic­i­pated post-Danger­field, in the front 50, the amaz­ing Ed­die is ev­ery­thing; ev­ery­where. He’s king and jester. He’ll kick goal of the year every week, then cel­e­brate like a star. Betts only has eyes for the sticks, and he’ll get it there no mat­ter what fe­roc­ity comes his way. He’ll wrap it around the posts while he’s vir­tu­ally stand­ing be­hind them. He’ll ca­ress it through in the wildest chaos.

What can we ex­pect from him?

How do you want it? Left flank, right flank, check-side, torp; over, un­der, side­ways, down, Betts does it all. A scram­bling, crazy mark? A high-speed scoop? He’ll get it any way he knows how – and he knows plenty.

Ed­die is a spoiler, en­ter­tainer, mer­cu­rial mo­men­tum-breaker; a pi­rate of the pocket, a cor­sair of the goal-square. De­struc­tive goals are his thing. He’ll most likely do it hug­ging the line. He loves the brinkman­ship of the bound­ary, and wins way too often for it to be a fluke. En­joy Ed­die, and revel with him – be­cause when he cel­e­brates, danc­ing and chest thump­ing in front of his peo­ple, it says, “Can you be­lieve me? Be­cause I can’t,” or it says, “I’m Ed­die! Never doubt me again!”

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