Canteen Worker
First Grader
Just read this article on MWSE.com Is a total joke of an article but worth posting for a laugh.
http://dailyadvertiser.yourguide.com.au/news/local/sport/general/manly-massacre-more-about-storms-flaws/1327056.aspx
THE good ship Credibility sunk without trace on Sunday.
When Manly massacred Melbourne in the NRL grand final at ANZ Stadium a great rugby league season was blown out of the water.
Rather than being the perfect end to a wonderful football year, the grand final was a horrible, horrible nightmare.
All right, Manly played well enough to win, but the Storm were so far off their game it wasn’t funny.
Even the most ardent of the Sea Eagles belly-aching supporters would have to agree with that proposition.
Face facts you lot – Manly had the NRL premiership presented to it on a silver platter, which was sickeningly fitting for a mob of silvertails.
Melbourne definitely saved its worst performance of the year for Sunday and this played right into the Sea Eagles’ hands.
The inability of the Storm to stop Manly scoring creampuff soft tries was their downfall.
This is hardly a scoop or much of an excuse, but it is unequivocal evidence that Manly is – and never will be – a 40-point better team than Melbourne.
If that was the case than Manly should be $1.02 to win the title again next year – and probably the year after.
This is the stupid part about Sunday’s ridiculous result.
At best, Manly is a slightly
above-average football team and will never be anything better.
In a year in which it seemed there were four or five genuine contenders for the NRL crown, Manly managed to win the title in the easiest possible way.
This is now rugby league history – laughable as it is.
It doesn’t make much sense – and teams like Cronulla and Brisbane must be absolutely lamenting what could have been.
The Broncos especially must feel dirty on the world after going within about a minute of clinching a place in the grand final.
In Melbourne’s defence they didn’t have any on Sunday.
The Storm made Manly’s attack look out of this world when it was actually nothing out of the ordinary.
Significantly, Manly tried and succeeded where Melbourne tried and failed.
The Storm had several good chances in the first half, but didn’t take them.
In contrast, Manly made the most of a couple of half-baked opportunities and just squeezed out an unconvincing 8-0 lead by half-time.
For Melbourne, the game was still there to be won, but, alas, the team failed to see the signs.
The worst aspect of Sunday’s debacle is that it means there are five months to wait for the start of the new season.
This also means those damn Sea Eagles fans will be free to luxuriate in their team’s shallow success.
Remember, however, there will be swift and uncompromising retribution to come.
n n n n
THE chinks showed in the armour of Weekend Hussler at Flemington on Saturday.
This so-called great of the turf
fell a long way short of his much-
hyped reputation.
So, he was forced wide at a vital stage, but he also showed little fighting spirit in the last 300m.
It was hardly the effort of a world-class champion and just shows how the media can create something out of nothing.
Still at the track, what a disappointment that Tuesday Joy bled on Saturday and will not get her shot at Melbourne Cup glory … this year.
Her predicament is no less sad than the way the career of Leica Falcon has spiralled to the depths of despair.
Once the most exciting stayer in the land, Leica Falcon now seems to have lost his zest for racing and got lapped in the Benalla Cup on Sunday.
Honestly, it’s enough to make you cry, but we’ll leave that to Israel Folau.
http://dailyadvertiser.yourguide.com.au/news/local/sport/general/manly-massacre-more-about-storms-flaws/1327056.aspx
THE good ship Credibility sunk without trace on Sunday.
When Manly massacred Melbourne in the NRL grand final at ANZ Stadium a great rugby league season was blown out of the water.
Rather than being the perfect end to a wonderful football year, the grand final was a horrible, horrible nightmare.
All right, Manly played well enough to win, but the Storm were so far off their game it wasn’t funny.
Even the most ardent of the Sea Eagles belly-aching supporters would have to agree with that proposition.
Face facts you lot – Manly had the NRL premiership presented to it on a silver platter, which was sickeningly fitting for a mob of silvertails.
Melbourne definitely saved its worst performance of the year for Sunday and this played right into the Sea Eagles’ hands.
The inability of the Storm to stop Manly scoring creampuff soft tries was their downfall.
This is hardly a scoop or much of an excuse, but it is unequivocal evidence that Manly is – and never will be – a 40-point better team than Melbourne.
If that was the case than Manly should be $1.02 to win the title again next year – and probably the year after.
This is the stupid part about Sunday’s ridiculous result.
At best, Manly is a slightly
above-average football team and will never be anything better.
In a year in which it seemed there were four or five genuine contenders for the NRL crown, Manly managed to win the title in the easiest possible way.
This is now rugby league history – laughable as it is.
It doesn’t make much sense – and teams like Cronulla and Brisbane must be absolutely lamenting what could have been.
The Broncos especially must feel dirty on the world after going within about a minute of clinching a place in the grand final.
In Melbourne’s defence they didn’t have any on Sunday.
The Storm made Manly’s attack look out of this world when it was actually nothing out of the ordinary.
Significantly, Manly tried and succeeded where Melbourne tried and failed.
The Storm had several good chances in the first half, but didn’t take them.
In contrast, Manly made the most of a couple of half-baked opportunities and just squeezed out an unconvincing 8-0 lead by half-time.
For Melbourne, the game was still there to be won, but, alas, the team failed to see the signs.
The worst aspect of Sunday’s debacle is that it means there are five months to wait for the start of the new season.
This also means those damn Sea Eagles fans will be free to luxuriate in their team’s shallow success.
Remember, however, there will be swift and uncompromising retribution to come.
n n n n
THE chinks showed in the armour of Weekend Hussler at Flemington on Saturday.
This so-called great of the turf
fell a long way short of his much-
hyped reputation.
So, he was forced wide at a vital stage, but he also showed little fighting spirit in the last 300m.
It was hardly the effort of a world-class champion and just shows how the media can create something out of nothing.
Still at the track, what a disappointment that Tuesday Joy bled on Saturday and will not get her shot at Melbourne Cup glory … this year.
Her predicament is no less sad than the way the career of Leica Falcon has spiralled to the depths of despair.
Once the most exciting stayer in the land, Leica Falcon now seems to have lost his zest for racing and got lapped in the Benalla Cup on Sunday.
Honestly, it’s enough to make you cry, but we’ll leave that to Israel Folau.