The Same, Only Worse
Deepening the listlessness is the fact that Saints’ points all arrived while Leopards hooker Edwin Ipape was in the sin bin. When Adrian Lam’s side had a full complement of 13 on the field Saints reverted to type, looking lost in attack.
Confused…? Wellens is…
Wellens made another confused attempt to shuffle his ailing pack. With Morgan Knowles still out he dispensed with the idea of Jack Welsby at loose forward. The honour instead went to Joe Batchelor. Welsby partnered Moses Mbye in the halves leaving captain Jonny Lomax on the bench. Tristan Sailor continued at fullback leaving room on the wing for Deon Cross.
George Delaney’s return from suspension saw Wellens move Curtis Sironen back to his starting second row role alongside Matt Whitley. With Lomax on the bench Jake Burns missed out leaving Mbye as the stand-in hooker behind Daryl Clark.
Without him there is very little go forward. Matty Lees is revered by the fans but is rarely a factor in the unglamorous world of metre making. Aganatius Paasi’s stats from this one were an eye watering three carries for six metres. And this guy has a new deal for 2026. What are Saints spending that money on? Even if he is a cheap option compared with bringing in a new face from outside that doesn’t justify it. I’ve never understood the argument that if you can’t afford what you want then go out and buy something cheap that you absolutely don’t want. Try it on your spouse’s next birthday and see what happens.
Stats are not the be all and end all but they matter. They tell a story. Paasi’s stats are Jackanory. In today’s grinding, go-through-the-process energy battle once you lose field position life becomes more awkward than Sailor under a high ball.
Another underwhelming performance was hardly illuminated by the antics of Kyle Feldt. The Australian has started to attract criticism for his often languid style. A spot of play-acting – diving in football parlance – hasn’t done anything to endear him to his critics. Finding his space cut down on the right flank during one of Saints’ rare threatening attacks, the ex-North Queensland Cowboy stepped inside a Leigh defender who reactively threw out an arm.
There seemed to be very little contact on Feldt who nevertheless hit the deck holding his face like Rivaldo starring in an adaptation of Platoon at his local amateur dramatics club. It was an embarrassment. Many rugby league fans are ex-football followers disillusioned by the round ball game’s tolerance of players feigning injury. League is a sport which prides itself on the toughness and honesty of its players. Even Mikey Lewis. We can’t have this sort of shenanigans.
Hopefully Wellens will have a stern word behind closed doors but his public reaction was arguably just as cringe-inducing as the dive itself. He blurted out something about a hip flex injury that Feldt has been managing which he allegedly aggravated when he stepped inside. Would that be why he then went down clutching his face? A mortifying episode all round for which Feldt was handed a green card. Perhaps ironically the brainchild of former Saints boss Kristian Woolf, the green card requires any player requiring treatment which holds up play to leave the scene for a two-minute period. Feldt sheepishly got to his feet and departed for his spell in the blush box.
Brief Resistance
Ipape ended up popping off for a little longer. High contact with Clark saw him sin-binned towards the end of the first half. During that period Saints briefly flickered into life. Tries from a fully recovered Feldt and Harry Robertson reduced the arrears to just two points at 12-10 early in the second half. Then Ipape returned and normal service was resumed.
Slow service from dummy half, a total absence of halfbacks capable of taking on the line and the obligatory unhelpful kicking game prevented Wellens’ side from getting close to scoring again. Meanwhile at the other end Jack Hughes, Ipape and Owen Trout breached Saints’ normally miserly defence to complete a 28-10 win.
If you were uber positive about things – or you were a beleaguered CEO looking for solace – you could spin Saints’ fifth place finish as an improvement on last year’s sixth placed effort. That led to a playoff exit in week one but not before Saints turned in an uncharacteristically stirring performance in losing to Warrington by a single point.
There is still a chance they will raise their game for the knockout stuff. But that is kind of the problem. As much as it would be great to win at Old Trafford it just doesn’t seem possible despite the opportunities afforded by playoff formats. Hope is slaughtering us. It feels like a season which needs to be put out of its misery.
It seems implausible that there will be a change in the coaching position at Saints before the end of the season. The upturn in fortunes brought about by Justin Holbrook’s arrival in 2017 was aided by making the decision to sack Keiron Cunningham much earlier in that season. A change now would likely leave either Lee Briers or Eamonn O’Caroll in interim charge while a suitable replacement is found.
Yet it feels like a matter of time for Wellens now, unless he can produce a miracle in the playoffs. League position may have improved by one place since 2024 but the tactics and the level of entertainment on offer haven’t moved a jot.
The opportunity to rest players may still come into Wellens’ thinking. Welsby has only recently returned from injury and probably still needs the game time but someone like Mark Percival or even Clark might benefit from a week off.
Delaney won’t feature having picked up another suspension, his second in the space of three weeks. Impressive from a certain point of view. Resting players could affect rhythm but at this point Saints have all the rhythm of your uncle Les at your wedding party. There isn’t an awful lot to lose when it comes to form and continuity. If one or two are left out Saints will still beat Castleford at home. If they don’t the ‘outside noise’ will be deafening, but it won’t matter one iota in terms of league position or playoff prospects.
Drifting
Saints aren’t exactly charging into the playoffs. They’re barely even walking. There’s a distinct limp about their gait. Three straight losses against what we would consider title contenders have led to more naval gazing and an understandable loss of faith from the support. Wellens is under pressure if not in the short term then surely for next season. He seems incapable of turning it around especially when you consider how little help he is receiving with recruitment. This isn’t a team heading for Old Trafford. Not now the cricket season is drawing to a close at any rate.
It’s a team drifting toward another early elimination and in need of a rebuild.