The bulldog bites, the pendulberry sucks and sucks the ump decent rule

The Western Bulldogs have plenty of Thursday and Friday singles games to start this year (and, on one occasion, Wednesdays) that they have spent a lot of time analyzing closely on these pages.

Even in their victories, I could not be more brilliant in the way they played. Part of this is the innate frustration that comes with being a supporter, much of it the result of higher expectations than a team that made the grand final last year and probably has the most talented squad in club history.

That ends, at least for now, tonight. Because the Bulldogs’ performance in defeating Collingwood by 48 points at Marvel Stadium was a party that could not only consider itself in a good and truly final race yet, even the Premiership contenders – if all, and I mean, the Chips fell their way.

The first quarter, and especially the time between the 12th and 19th minutes, was the most influential football played by any team this year when the opponent was not North Melbourne or the West Coast. Dogs kill magpies outside the center, making their forwards look dangerous whenever the ball reaches them, and whenever a black and white jumper finds the ball in their possession, a wave of suffocating pressure ensures a large turnover.

Each state had its own practice of one-way traffic: the property competing during the quarter was 43-28, the clearance was 15-6 and the center clearance was a wonderful 7-1, and 22-12 out of 50. All of these statistics can be confusing at times; None of them were tonight.

It was done, enthusiastically for the Dogs, even though Marcus Bontempelli still spent a lot of time moving forward, even Josh Dunkley started in the goalscore for multiple center bounces. Both felt their presence in the attack – especially Dunkley’s overhead marking was so impressive that it couldn’t help but look like Luke Beveridge could and should do more often in the coming weeks.

Boldly, Bailey Smith brought his own football with 14 touchdowns, Tom Liberto was probably his best and most influential game in 12 months, and Adam Trellor bontempelli and Dunkley benefited by extending the time around the ball without pushing him to the perimeter.

Since then, Trelewer’s confidence has increased, with 35 touchdowns and three combined goals to end up as the best player of all time. It would have been a vicious middle finger for Nathan Buckley, Ned Guy and Eddie McGuire if, you know, some of them would still be there to accept it.

The cracks in the dog’s armor were still there – Magpies, surprisingly, despite dominating, finished with five marks out of 50, emphasizing their still-leaked defense. B

Many of these marks came from the 40-50 meter range, the dogs could either sit back and wait for a long kick or try for Oliver Henry and fail to pass the ball. Once the second-year young man takes responsibility for removing that method in his second term, it becomes clear why he had so little faith in himself.

When Pais was able to reveal that backline, just as Port Adelaide did ruthlessly last week, things happened to them: the only problem is, you have to have the ball in your hand to do it. The couple, with Alex Keith’s smooth return from a five-week hamstring lay-off, resisted the rivalry signs that Power Tools had competed last week, and a seven-goal evening seemed right.

Really, though, the Bulldogs should do it with a side like Collingwood: it is, after all, an established reigning grand finalist against a team whose coach is in charge of his ninth game. It wasn’t the Magpies ‘nice, if inconsistent, start under Craig McRae, as much as it was the Dogs’ lazy start of the year. The result, in the end, was that you were more surprised two days ago than you were two months ago.

For the rest of the match, the Pais were a game that did not fully shake until the second half of the final quarter, seeing their exciting, free-flowing game they live by the sword and almost equally die by the sword. To measure. But their midfield was taken to the cleaners overnight, and could not achieve anything close to parity in that regard.

Tom Libretto of the Bulldogs kicks Jordan de Goy of Collingwood.

Tom Libretto of the Bulldogs kicks Jordan de Goy of Collingwood. (Photo by Queen Rooney / Getty Images)

Jack McCrae, Smith, Libertore, Trellor, Dunkle, Bontempelli and co. As impressive as this year has been, those names indicate that they should be. Tonight, they were – and the dogs seemed infinitely stronger for it.

For Pais, although the defeat of Captain Scott Pendlebury, who fell ill an hour before the bounce, was a bitter blow and probably ruined their chances of a landslide victory then and there, it is a matter of concern for a party that is still firmly in rebuilding mode. The 34-year-old is so dependent on one, even though he is the champion.

Pendlebury’s creative and precise force use, restrained and smart decision-making were all too absent against the Dogs, and the captain lacked a calm head to get them out of the jam as needed, especially at the start of their daring play. But more importantly, McCormack always had the option of getting out of jail when times were tough, so he threw Pendlebarry on the ball, just as he had a great impact against Ascendon on ANZAC Day and against Brisbane before the round.

The lack of that option, only Jordan de Goi really seemed to upset the dominance of dog clearance, something like a clear detachment from a stoppage. Eight of the top nine possession-winners of the night were Bulldogs, including six from the initial on-ball brigade; With 24, Jack Crisp had more sherry than any other pie.

With 46 points reduced in three quarters, the Pies go from end to end on a regular basis, alerting the wind with some truly enjoyable play in the final period and once again weakening the Bulldogs’ defense. It wasn’t without flaws, but whenever there was a wrong-kick or a dodgy handball, there was a black and white crowd to execute a tackle and win the ball and so it went.

It never seems to last long – and as fatigue builds up, the dog’s restraint allows them to find a place for unrivaled marks on their magpies by loosely examining them and taking the watch safely – but after three goals there was real trust between players and fans on Trott.

In fact, who knows how things would have turned out if it hadn’t been for the free kick and 50m penalty for the umpire’s dissent against De Goye who gave Dunkli his third and game-sealer gift. Whom I am talking about.

The highlight of the match, of course, would be the resumption of the umpire’s 50m penalty for dissent, a number of which has been given overnight – more, if memory works, I remember seeing the last fortnight combined.

I’ve thought about the rules, and how it increases frustration with umpires and makes the game harder, it’s pretty clear. Roar Now for a moment, so the point is not to stop more than to say that it is sucking and always will be. The frustration with this is that tonight was the first night it really hit the ‘rules of the week’ as the AFL often gives.

You can usually tell early Friday night that the rule umpires often instruct to pay is – we’ve seen in recent years and weeks holding the ball, pushing back and deliberately going out of bounds.

Seeing three straight leads to set shots in the second half and one or two more in the first, after the crackdown slowly faded from the day of the Easter Monday countdown, it was deeply troubling to see – especially not De Goye or Buku Khamis. In a previous incident he had done so much in the name of dissent. In fact, if De Goye bites his tongue harder, he will have to go under the blood rules.

Simply put, the 50m penalty is so severe that it’s the rule of the week for this round, handed over to a team like Team-Tax for the smallest undesirable offense. I can tolerate, if not fully accept, a weird pop-up reminding players, and coming down hard on the most obvious acts of disrespect.

But if we see that an intimate game of this round has been paid for last night, just watch the heads explode around the country. Mine will probably be one of them.

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