We haven't been flat track bullies for a long time, and not that we ever really were in our prime, because we pretty much beat everyone anyway, but the real difference was that as an all-conquering team we never really had anything to prove. The time has arrived, with a lot of new young players in the side who are fighting for a spot in the 22, and having our worst season since 2006, to really stamp our authority once more on the competition.
We are as lethal as any team in regards to firepower up forward, and with our new found speed through the guts, we have as much if not more potential than we have ever had to pile on goals. I expect Mots to put on a clinic next week, as do I expect Hawkins to wake from his slumber and kick a bag. Taylor Hunt's rich vein of form will carry through to next week where he'll kick a few whilst running with one of the Dogs on ballers.
I feel for the Dogs, as do I feel for some of the other struggling clubs. I really don't want to sound condescending even though I know that's quite difficult with what I'm about to say, but from what I saw today the Dogs were woeful. They weren't Melbournesque woeful, but they were still woeful nonetheless. They lacked bite, struggled a lot more than the Crows in the wet conditions, which resulted in them losing confidence and then losing their way completely. Drop your bundle against our hungry, talented and supremely fit young players, and you'll be eaten alive.
Cats by 11 goals.
We are as lethal as any team in regards to firepower up forward, and with our new found speed through the guts, we have as much if not more potential than we have ever had to pile on goals. I expect Mots to put on a clinic next week, as do I expect Hawkins to wake from his slumber and kick a bag. Taylor Hunt's rich vein of form will carry through to next week where he'll kick a few whilst running with one of the Dogs on ballers.
I feel for the Dogs, as do I feel for some of the other struggling clubs. I really don't want to sound condescending even though I know that's quite difficult with what I'm about to say, but from what I saw today the Dogs were woeful. They weren't Melbournesque woeful, but they were still woeful nonetheless. They lacked bite, struggled a lot more than the Crows in the wet conditions, which resulted in them losing confidence and then losing their way completely. Drop your bundle against our hungry, talented and supremely fit young players, and you'll be eaten alive.
Cats by 11 goals.