Fellow Frustratees,
What can you say, really?
They only had themselves to blame is stating the bleeding obvious.
If any further confirmation was needed that the Swans wouldn't know a set of goalposts if they fell on them, then this was surely it.
Never mind that they turned up at Dinosaur Stadium in the pouring rain throughout; they somehow contrived to play wet weather football from the completely wrong end of the stick.
Just could not see the point in hacking the ball out of the ruck, dropping it on the boot in hope -- saying a Hail Mary, and seeing where she goes.
Joisus.
At least the Jetta Kiddie had the right idea, when its slippery underfoot the only way to go is to run the ball and offload some well-aimed well-timed handballs; kicking only to finish and score points.
The game plan, what there was of it, went out the window under the conditions and crashed and burned.
Swans had any number of chances to bury the game - even with a saturated pigskin - and should have put the Crows away soon after half time and yet for the third time this season, yes, you read right, for the third time this season, Sydney failed to boot a major in the Championship Quarter.
Bloody Nora.
Swans were murdered cold, for mine.
And what a miserable scene it was on the crystal bucket with the smallest crowd at Footy Park for a Crows game - ever - all huddled under plastic raincoats and big macks, or wearing umbrellas on their heads.
Bolton, J. is having the season of his life, while Oddhead McVeigh is playing outstanding week in week out, but they spent the entire afternoon banging their heads against a brick wall.
No doubting that Johncock of Adelaide put the three Brownlow points in the dilly bag.
Played out of his skin at half back for the home side and killed the Swans attack, as much as there was any, almost single handedly.
Brilliant game.
The GLW admitted after the match that she had a bad feeling in her water prior to the game, commenting "I just knew it would be bad, and wrong".
And so it came to pass.
Not much damage on the ladder, strangely enough, even though it's their third loss on the trot, and that after they threatened to come into a purple patch.
And guess who Coach Horse's rabble come up against this weekend?
The Gold Coast Pluto's - who are well overdue and keen for a scalp - away.
Crikey.
Anything could happen.
ADELAIDE: 2.1, 3.4, 5.5, 8.9 (57). Tippett 3, Callinan, Petrenko, Douglas, van Berlo, Sloane.
SYDNEY: 3.1, 4.5, 4.10, 6.14 (50). Jetta, Goodes, Bird, O'Keefe, Bevan, McGlynn.
At Football Park, Adelaide.
Crowd: 23,063.
All reports suggest that Balmain's own Keefy Bludnut Galloway trained the house down in the Blues camp over the weekend, and so was retained in the 19 man squad and appears certain to play off the bench for NSW in Origin III.
Good option for Sticky to have when he needs a genuine front row forward for some punch and thrust in the last twenty minutes of the decider, not mention the starch up front.
As SC Sheens, who recommended the bloke to the Blues selectors, quite rightly noted "he won't let anyone down".
SC Sheens reportedly cancelled training over the bye weekend and told the Balmain players to piss off, take a break, go away or go home, take the mind off football, just not be around, and then deliberately let the hair down, while not coming to the attention of the authorities.
Didn't want anything to do with them.
Brilliant.
WESTS TIGERS: Bye.
