There are matches that make you despair of your own team, then matches that make you despair of the game. The Regal Trophy final v Warrington at Headingley in around 1990 did both for me. An inept Warrington team beating a Bradford team that could only dream of being good enough to count as 'inept'. The fact that it was a final made it all the worse - that the best 2 team in the competition (theoretically) should be so poor. Another couple of games like that, and I'd have been tempted to give up on RL.

I took two non-RL people to that as their first RL game. Sigh.

Not my worst though. That would be home to Saints in about '95. Robbie Paul's first game as captain. Saints down to 11 and kicking the out of us in freezing fog.

The 2001 CC final was grim at the time, but in some ways I thought it was a big factor in our winning the GF that year. The way we responded in the following week, particularly holding on at Cas when the players were out on their feet to go top of the league has been a Bulls highlight for me. I think Saints spent that week celebrating before conceding 70 points at Leeds.

Never been more down in the dumps than walking away from Old Trafford having lost 8-6 to Saints. I'll never forgive Withers for that blatant knock on....

The 99 GF was hard to take given that Withers blatantly threw the game (and right in front of me to boot).

Worst for me was the 2002 GF though as I was convinced we had it in the bag and we'd come up with a play to win it. I'd managed to get loads of half interested people to the game too and there was a group of about 20 of us at a GF - that number dwindled over the years.

The challenge cup final at Rah Rah HQ was rubbish all round. I put that down more to the weather and the venue and two teams just cancelling other out.

The loss to Leeds in 04 didn't really bother me as I had a lot of other things going on at home and RL didn't seem too important at the time. My wife had just had her second miscarriage and I nearly didn't bother going to the game but she thought it might cheer me up!

worst for me was i think in 98 or 99 when we got nilled at home by rhino's and iestyn who in those days could still run at pace as well as throw intercept passes and whinge got a hat trick and most of points..
If any of that is wrong i have tried to blot the memmroy out but some of it stays forever!
pah when iestyn signed for us some thought i hated him because our lass fancied him .... i wish it had been that simple folk s

Leigh at home in 1994, threw away the Championship due to Dave Watson almost decapitating a Leigh player and getting sent off, went on to lose 24-14, to a team that ended the season with 5 points.

Magic weekend in 2007, cheated.

Crusaders away 2010, inept performance and embarrassing to lose so heavily to that joke team.

All losing finals have all been pretty depressing.

Huddersfield away (2008?) when the time keepers blew the siren despite the ref signalling the end of the match.

Warrington at home 2009.

Take your pick from this year.

The 2007 play off match with Wigan.

2002 Grand Final.

1997 Challenge Cup final though was the worst for me. The 96 final was pretty bad after leading for so long but it was tempered by the fact it was my first Final and Robbie Paul scored a hat trick. Though 97 the game was (as I remember) pretty rubbish and to lose again to Saints. Still we did alright in the Super league that year so I'd forgotten about until now. I didn't go to the one at Twickers as I was an impoverished Student by then. Thanks for starting this thread Mick

That was bad - the Hull(?) game where we drew something like 32 all was a killer too with Fox missing lads of kicks and Eastwood seemed to kick everything.

Lost 32-30 Fox kicked 1-7, draw would have won us the league, think Cordle scored a few tries that day.

I always think we drew that game, don't know why - must have been mentally scarred as wasn't old enough to be drinking (legally) then.

In recent memory, Crusaders in Edinburgh was my 21st birthday weekend away with the lads.

First game on, nilled and embarassed. Weekend - ruined!

The first 78 minutes of Millenium Magic count as one of my great memories, it's just those last two minutes that ruined a great weekend.

My worst game was last season at the Stoop, nearly fell asleep and don't have one abiding memory of the game.