What’s that saying? You can’t please everybody?
Reading Facebook over the weekend, you’d have thought our pre-match entertainment consisted of a bloke fannying about with one of them torches with a red filter.
We thought it was alright and we’re miserable twats.
This whole ‘big night out’ thing is a decent idea. You could see the search lights from all over the town centre and the atmosphere in the ground during the build-up was better than it has been for ages.
To the club’s credit, they got the tribute to Viola Beach pretty much spot on too – and without sounding callous, if the noise had continued to build without that tribute the place would have been bouncing at kick off.
Something needed to be done. The HJ has had all the atmosphere of a morgue in recent years and this pre-match rave stuff, well, it’s a start isn’t it?
Anyway on to the important bit.
Eric Cartman said he smelled complacency after Saints got a proper shellacking from Salford the other week and Tony Smith probably got a slight whiff of it from his troops on Friday night. Luckily for us, Wakey are fucking dire.
We won this without looking arsed.
Ben Currie grabbed the first of his brace after Wakefield just dropped the ball – they seemed intent on doing that all night. It wasn’t clear how it even landed in Currie’s mitts but it he didn’t give it a second thought and raced in from 80 meters.
Penny went in at the corner after slick hands from Chris Sandow and the returning Ryan Atkins to make it 12 in as many minutes.
Wire then completely took their foot off the gas and allowed The Dreadnoughts (How good is that for a nickname? it’s so much better than Wildcats anyway) to get back into the game. Liam Finn and Jacob Miller combined to put Craig Hall in to pull a try back.
Normal service was resumed when Chris Sandow missed out Chris Hill to put Kurt Gidley through a massive hole.
Sandow then collected his own chip to weave his way through some tired Wakefield defence to dot down.
24-6 at half time without even getting out of second gear.
To say Trinity rallied at the start of the second half would be generous, but they scored. Anthony Tupou walked onto a Michael Sio short ball and was ushered through the line by some hospitable Warrington defending.
Warrington’s lead was stretched when Gidley stepped his way through Wakefield’s visibly knackered line, drew the full back and passed to Sandow who grounded after a little juggle.
We threatened to completely run away with it on the hour when Currie completed our scoring – the Irish international managed to get his hands to a Gidley grubber before Jon Molloy grabbed another consolation score for Wakefield on the hooter.
The loss of Kurt Gidley late on put a dampener on the occasion and the talismanic Australian will be missing for Thursday’s potential Grand Final rehearsal with the Trafford Centre Reds. He’ll be a big loss, but Ratchford played 80 minutes for the reserves over the weekend, Westerman can play six if needed and Dec Patton didn’t put a foot wrong when he came into the team last year and he can only benefit from a bit more game time if called upon.