Disappointing, but ultimately beaten by the better team, with better key players. We had a crack, the effort was there, we just weren’t good enough - I can live with that.
Few takeaways for me (most of which have been mentioned already);
- Storm started the game so much faster than us. The week iff clearly helped, but they also are just a quicker team
- The won the collision/wrestle, as they do. They made their tackles, held us down, look clumsy and took forever to clear the ruck and generally get away with it. When they have the ball, they deny the line, find their front and get a quick ptb - we get penalised artificially trying to slow them down. All goes back to winning the collision.
- Their spine, first and foremost are all an individual attacking threat with ball in hand. All 4 are quick, strong and a running threat. Our 2 halves in particular are slow and weak, neither have the mong strength of Munster or the speed/velocity of Paps or Hughes.
- Their spine is full of tickery. Trick shots they practiced on the training paddock, set moves designed very specifically to exploit weakness they’ve identified around what they know their opposition do defensively. I’ve said it many times, we don’t ever really have a trickshot. It’s like our playmakers are not natural ball players.
Could easily have a long whinge about Klein and the bunker nobhead (especially as Hazo got knocked out by a shooting defender and a head clash, and no penalty. This week, it’s a penalty against Trindall), but the reality is, we finished where we were deserved.
I hate the Storm, but I can’t help but be impressed by them, year after year. I’d rather they win it than the Panthers or Broncs.
Finally, how do we improve…. We need a Munster, a Hughes or a Pappy. Kennedy appears to be the obvious one we’d replace given contract status - but in reality, I’m quite happy with Kennedy, and would much rather upgrade our 6 or 7 - the problem is there isn’t anyone. We need and out and out gun.
I also really hope we can move Ramien on this off season - stick a fork in him, he’s done.