It is well known within AFL circles that the way to beat Richmond is to apply pressure. This was particularly evident in the thought processes of the umpires on Friday night.
Caught with the ball. Free kick. Caught with it again. Free kick. Goal St Kilda. There go those Tigers, crumbling under pressure again.
Slick handpass St Klida. Play on. Slick handpass St Klida. Play on. Slick handpass St Klida. Play on. Slick handpass Richmond. Throw. Free kick. Another goal. Nope, can't handle pressure.
Oh bugger. Crappy centre bounce went skew if, now there's an ugly pack. If I call another ball up I'll get my bum kicked after the game so I better pluck a free. Now, let's see, Richmond can't handle the pressure, so nothing for them. There's Robert Harvey, he's a champ, I'll give him another kick.
Was that a Richmond player I saw getting his head pulled off? No, he just couldn't handle the pressure. Play on. There's another one, knees buckled under the pressure and he ducked his head. Play on. Shut up, crowd, its not my fault your team can't handle pressure.
OK, free to Kane Johnson, up on the wing. Bring the ball back! Get it out of the crowd and bring it back to the wing! What's that, Johnno? No advantage, I don't care if you kicked a goal, I never called advantage. Take your free up on the wing. I never called advantage. If you were any good under pressure you would still pinpoint all those passes and get your goal anyway. It's your free.
Wow, nice mark by that young Richmond forward in the goal-square. Surprising, I thought they always buckled under the pressure. Sorry mate, hands in the back, no mark, hands in the back!
Oh, my Lord, what are those three defenders doing to Richo? They've tied him to the goal post and are trying to burn him at the stake! Stop sooking, Richo, or I'll pay a fifty!