Death, Taxes and Bradford bottling games.
Yes, we had already secured a playoff spot and today was technically a dead rubber, but Halifax were always going to be up for it and I thought we’d give them more of a game than that. We marched them down the field easily enough, but once again looked clueless when attacking their line. In the first half alone, we bombed three tries from poor handling.
In the second half, we got sucked into the niggle and never really looked like regaining control. I’m not sure what’s going on with Zac Fulton, but his late-season drop-off is alarming. Souter had another brain explosion, getting sinbinned and sapping a lot of energy from the team.
Next week, we’ve got another dead rubber against a side fighting for survival. I just hope our season isn’t coming off the rails at the worst time. Massive response needed.