Re: 2011 PREmier Fighting Tiger Award - Round 8 vs Bulldogs - RESULTS POSTED
2011 PREmier Fighting Tiger Award
Voting Results for Round 8 vs Western Bulldogs
Western Bulldogs 7.2 12.4 18.11 23.15 (153)
Richmond 1.4 6.8 11.8 18.10 (118)
GOALS
Bulldogs: Gilbee 6, Minson 4, Grant 3, Jones 2, Liberatore 2, Hargrave, Ward, Murphy, Moles, Giansiracusa, Cooney
Richmond: Riewoldt 4, Miller 3, Vickery 2, Martin 2, Foley 2, Jackson, Helbig, Graham, King, Nason
Rank | Change | Player | 3 VOTES | 2 VOTES | 1 VOTE | RD TOTAL | TOTAL | VOTES | AVG |
1 | ↑1 | Robin Nahas | 25 | 10 | 6 | 101 | 649 | 41 | 81.1 |
2 | ↓1 | Trent Cotchin | 2 | 3 | 9 | 21 | 622 | 14 | 77.8 |
3 | ↑1 | Brett Deledio | 20 | 7 | 5 | 79 | 441 | 32 | 55.1 |
4 | ↓1 | Dustin Martin | 0 | 1 | 7 | 9 | 439 | 8 | 54.9 |
5 | - | Jack Riewoldt | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | 332 | 1 | 41.5 |
6 | - | Nathan Foley | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 186 | 0 | 23.3 |
7 | - | Shaun Grigg | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 174 | 0 | 21.8 |
8 | - | Daniel Jackson | 0 | 2 | 0 | 4 | 118 | 2 | 16.9 |
9 | - | Chris Newman | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 63 | 0 | 7.9 |
10 | ↑9 | Tyrone Vickery | 5 | 16 | 6 | 53 | 62 | 27 | 7.8 |
11 | ↑4 | Reece Conca | 2 | 10 | 12 | 38 | 56 | 24 | 7.0 |
=12 | ↓2 | Bachar Houli | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 38 | 0 | 4.8 |
=12 | ↓2 | Matthew White | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 38 | 0 | 5.4 |
14 | ↑7 | Brad Miller | 2 | 7 | 10 | 30 | 31 | 19 | 6.2 |
15 | ↓3 | Jake King | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 28 | 0 | 4.0 |
16 | ↓3 | Alex Rance | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 26 | 0 | 5.2 |
17 | ↓3 | Jake Batchelor | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 19 | 0 | 2.7 |
=18 | ↓2 | Angus Graham | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 17 | 0 | 2.1 |
=18 | ↓2 | Dylan Grimes | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 17 | 0 | 2.8 |
20 | ↓2 | Shane Edwards | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 14 | 0 | 1.8 |
21 | ↓1 | Luke McGuane | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 7 | 0 | 1.2 |
Total Voters=56
MATCH REPORT
by TOT70
Docklands Stadium is the setting for an important clash between the suddenly-struggling Bulldogs and the suddenly-up-and-about Tigers on an unseasonably wintry Sunday afternoon. I’d love to report that we were “braving the elements,” the way we did in our duffle-coated youth, but this place is soulless and not conducive to such acts of derring-do. The roof is closed, the grass is hydroponic and the lighting is cheap and dim. Indeed, any atmosphere and even the elements are somewhere else.
The game begins at breakneck speed. The Westerners, stung by their recent indifferent form and criticism of their coach, are manic in the first few minutes of the game. Their captain, Matthew Boyd, immediately takes the game by the scruff of the neck, winning clearances and propelling the ball forward to another veteran, Lindsay Glibee, the man with the silky skills and impossibly accurate foot. Within minutes, Gilbee has kicked two, Boyd is running rampant the Bulldog boys are whooping it up.
Shane Edwards leaves the field within minutes of the start, falling victim to a cheekbone damaged by friendly fire. Whilst the Dogs kick goals at one end, the Tigers miss at the other. The normally parsimonious Jack Riewoldt misses an easy one, and their recent trend of starting games poorly casts its lengthy shadow over his team. Mental strength can be such a fragile thing.
To its credit, this Tigers outfit is young and plucky. It is improving but still its own worst enemy. Three early goals, turn into four, then five, eventually seven by the end of the quarter. Gilbee is a star in the early part of the game, as he has been for many years for his team. Released from his usual role as the designated kicker out of defence, he becomes the designated kicker for goal, leaving a conga line of bedazzled opponents in his wake.
If the game is not all over at quarter time, it certainly is, ten minutes into the second. As the Tigers finally work their way in to the game, they stare at a fifty two point deficit, courtesy of Gilbee with five majors and Will Minson, a flying doofus who is proving to be a handful for the young Tiger defence.
Suddenly, the game takes on a different complexion as the Tigers tighten up their game all over the ground. Their prime movers in Trent Cotchin, Brett Deledio, Nathan Foley and Dustin Martin, square a few contests. Robin Nahas, the new Marathon Man of the AFL, begins to flash into contests, putting on the after-burners and leaving a trail of burning grass behind him. At half-time, the deficit is reduced to 33 points, leaving Tiger fans wondering what their team could be capable of, if they ever learn how to limit the damage during their down phases, or if they ever manage to find a ruckman who can give his team first use of the ball.
The third quarter is classic catch-up football. A goal to the Tigers and there is a spark. Another, and belief builds. When the enthusiastic Tigers move the ball quickly from a kick-in and run it over the top to forwards who have given their men the slip, it ends up in the goal-square in the hands of the Push-up King, the modern talisman who slams it home.
The stands erupt with a mighty roar of unbridled glee from the Tiger faithful. We are only twelve points to the bad! Has Docklands finally found its soul? Will its sanitised indifference of this cold concrete structure yield to the joy of the Tiger army? Will it finally be the birth-place of new legend?
Sadly, Robert Murphy, another of the Bulldogs battle-hardened warriors, through his individual brilliance, brings it all to a sudden end with a classy goal that revives his team. The quarter finishes in tears for the emerging Tigers, bested again by steady hands and accurate feet.
Most coaches do not recommend that their teams play catch-up football. It is too taxing on the body and on the mind. It depends on momentum and that momentum is easily broken by an opponent who can control the scoreboard. The final stanza of the game is anti-climactic, as the irrepressible Tigers nip at the heels of their tormentors, time and again, only to be repelled each time.
Where did it all go wrong? Richmond were a chance before the game began and fought bravely to the bitter end. The Bulldogs are well-served by a core group of men who have done it all before, many times. Boyd, his partner-in-crime Daniel Cross, their Brownlow Medallist Adam Cooney, defenders Dale Morris and Ryan Hargrave, ruckman Ben Hudson, Gilbee and even old Doofus himself have the poise that their younger counterparts lacked, leaving Tiger fans lamenting.
At least there are a few consolation prizes for the losers. Another eighteen goal haul, reflecting an improving forward setup. Cotchin’s wonderful effort on the wing in the third quarter led to an inspiring goal. Riewoldt, Tyrone Vickery and Brad Miller are becoming a dangerous combination. Reece Conca played well again. Martin and Deledio fought gamely to life their output after slow starts.
All thoughts turn to next week and the confident Bombers. Perhaps, finally, that elusive four-quarter effort will be the order of the day?
EDITORIAL
by Panthera tigris FC
In the voting this week the unlikely bolter (pardon the pun) for 2011 in Robin Nahas has taken the lead. Another consistent performance and 4 quarters of hard running has seen him poll strongly to edge out Cotchin for the lead. It is a testament to his performances this year and shows how important he has become in the side. Deledio had one his better weeks and played excellent footy to feature strongly in the polls. Tyrone Vickery had his first top 3 performance for the year after providing good forward presence and putting the score on the board.
Overall, it was a disappointing performance after a few weeks on a high. I think TOT70's report summed it up well. Let's see if the boys can bounce back with some fresh faces in the side in front of what is likely to be a very large crowd for the Dreamtime match on Saturday night.
I am looking for a match reporter for the Dreamtime match if you are planning on attending, or watching (or both). PM me if you are interested.
Carn' the Tiges!