That was the worst Play-off semi final/Grand Final eliminator, ever. Huddersfield couldn't move Wigan around enough to create gaps and one man only tackles therefore they were just dominated in the ruck and then couldn't live with Wigan's ruck speed. And it's not like Wigan even played well.

We could only beat what was in front of us...

Wrong. So if someone left a puppy on your doorstep, you'd beat it? If my Gran walked up, you'd beat her? You could easily have done a dance with Huddersfield, made them feel good about themselves, then won the game narrowly in dramatic fashion.

Wigan don't care about the sport or it's TV ratings it seems. Last night was like watching a documentary on the spread of farming techniques in post-Medieval times.

and tonight will be even worse with the "music" and no atmosphere from the Saints few and moronic chanting ( a polite term) from the intelligensia of the South Stand.

Let boredom begin.

Yeah. That's exactly how it went!