These pre season camps make me smile, whether they're in 30C temperatures in The Canaries, slapping on the Ambre Solaire, or some bleak Welsh mountain range, having a 200l drum of freezing cold rain water, tipped over you, as some kind of forfeit for losing a team building session.
Gimmicky cobblers.
Have players working on technique. Championship winning players are dedicated. They work on their game constantly. Train hard, win hard. Ellery Hanley didn't need to go to the Brecon Beacons to be the best of his generation. He didn't urinate his career up the wall. Dedication. Practice. Training. That makes a sportsman. Not pratting around on a Krypton Factor style assault course,
A leader of men would help, too.
Whether they're international greats, Boyd or Morley, or localish lads Cullen(as a player) or Gregory. They commanded respect and got it. Blow as much smoke up Hill's bottom as you want, he's not a leader of men.