It had to be.
After the week in hell.
And so it was.
In the deep north of Australia.
More than 2,000 kilometres from Balmain. Even more from Campbelltown. About 50 more, give or take.
It was 20-0 after 20 minutes, but most Wests fans would have believed the Tigers were still a chance of stealing the two premierships points from Townsville.
But it was 30-0 after 30 minutes and it was at this p0int it’s agreed that if you’re watching a rugby league game the team in arrears cannot possibly come back and win.
You know, in soccer it’s 3 or 4 nil, in AFL it’s about 10 goals or thereabouts, and in basketball it’s about 345-nil, ho ho ho.
And then, after Aaron Woods, that most magnificent Tiger of them all, scored, and with the score at 60-6 we wondered if the Devil had a hand in this match up and the proof would be in a final score of 66-6. A triple six, of all things.
Of course, the man with the funniest laugh in the whole sporting universe missed and the final score was 64-6.
But it was still rock bottom for the Tigers, who face last year’s premiers, the Roosters, next Monday night.