The greatest Australian Rules footballer of all time. Started out in the
VFL in 1980 for the Richmond Tigers. Did not play a senior game, but received invaluable guidance from coach Tom Hafey and others on the Tigers coaching staff on how to play at the top level. Went on to the
Melbourne Demons, St Kilda Saints and Geelong
Cats to kick 308 goals from only 82 games.
A true show man, who was known to celebrate goals in his own unique ways. Would kick
straight and would also handpass to running players. Never backed down from the biffo. Gave some of the goody goody Hawthorn defenders a hiding on occasion. The so called 'do gooders' in the media and
football circles would chastise Jacko because he was different to all his fellow football players. A man who dared to be different, played like a fuckin genius and made his respective clubs a shitload of cash.
Post retirement, Jacko branched out into acting, advertising and boxing - usually charity bouts for kids with health problems. Also performed around
Australia on stage with his good mate Chopper Read as The Wild Colonial Psychos.
The current
AFL should employ him as the CEO. Jacko, I salute you.
Mark 'Jacko'
Jackson, a fuckin legend.
"I'm an original, you can't fool me!"
"Oi! Oi!"
"I thought Corobboree was Aboriginal for robbery!"
"The current batch of AFL players are a bunch of frauds and cheats!"
Yuppie or hipster AFL fan - "Mark
Jackson was nothing but a thug and show pony who hardly played a game.
Me - Jacko was a fuckin legend of
the game who could kick fuckin straight and didn't tolerate any bullshit. Now go home with your cute little beard and over priced boutique doggy and fuck your mother!
