Barba is the story once more….
Another stroll in the park, another 60 points and another performance from Ben Barba for which I am currently struggling for superlatives. Much as our Wigan friends don’t like it the Saints fullback is head and shoulders above any other Super League player right now. The Steve Prescott Man Of Steel award is becoming a procession and in this mood the gap between Barba and the rest of the league is only going to grow.
Barba crossed for his first hat-trick in a Saints shirt, which is a somewhat surprising statistic given that he has been routinely waltzing through defences throughout 2018. His second was the highlight, pouncing on a loose Salford offload near to the Saints try-line before scooting almost the full length of the field to touch down. By the end of that run he looked more like he had just finished the London Marathon than sprinted 90 metres but the effort was well worth it. He never looked in any serious danger of being caught.
He also added another three try assists to take his tallies for the season to 15 tries and 17 try assists, more than any other player in Super League in both categories. Yet here comes the but. And as they say in a famous film about lost fish it is a pretty big but. As Barba looked set to carve another gaping hole in the Red Devils defence he was dragged down by a Salford defender. As he fell he tried to snake out an arm to offload the ball to the supporting Regan Grace but in doing so fell awkwardly and began writhing in agony. It was all highly unnerving and became even more so when after a lengthy delay he was placed on a stretcher with a brace around his neck.
Now this is not a one man team by any stretch of the imagination. Justin Holbrook has improved every single player in his squad since arriving in the early part of last summer and Saints could, if forced to do so, manage without their star man. After all, this is a team that has been piling misery on unsuspecting opponents for the last two weeks without both James Roby and Alex Walmsley, two England internationals who would walk into any other Super League side and most NRL teams. Yet it would be barmy to suggest that the team would not be at all affected by the loss of Barba for any length of time.
Regardless of whether we can win or not without him, every Saints fan in the AJ Bell Stadium and watching on television at home knows that Barba is here for a good time and not a long time. It would be a major surprise if he was to see out his entire two and a half year contract without being snapped up by a cash rich NRL outfit. So if he is only going to be here for this season we would rather not lose him for a large portion of it thanks all the same. An entire fan base held its breath.
The good news is that, according to the club’s official Twitter account, Barba has been cleared of what they describe as any ‘serious injury’. So it is not a season-ender, hopefully a matter of weeks rather than months. They have promised to release more information later today (Friday). In the meantime, whether he is fit or not, it might be an idea to stand him down for next week’s home game against Catalans Dragons. Saints should beat Steve McNamara’s side handily, even if Holbrook selects you or me to replace Barba at fullback. If there is any chance of getting Barba fit for the Challenge Cup trip to Castleford in a fortnight that should be the priority.
It was a red card.
There has been a lot of whining and ear-steaming about referees and other officials in Super League this year. That noise has been added to by the late first half dismissal of Matty Lees for clouting Niall Evalds around his head. At first I along with most other Saints fans was screaming for a try to be given. Returning a kick deep in his own territory, Evalds had evaded the first challenger but then slipped to the ground. To ensure that the tackle was complete Lees went to ground before needlessly and recklessly introducing his forearm to Evalds’ head. Understandably as it turned out the impact of the hit caused Evalds to lose possession of the ball which was scooped up by Zeb Taia who went over untouched.
It wouldn’t be Super League on a Thursday night without a review, so referee Chris Kendall took what is now the obligatory precaution of passing it upstairs, whereupon it became clear that Lees had clocked the prostrate Evalds in the head. The Salford fullback did not return which is not particularly relevant. Offences should never be judged by the extent of the injury to the victim. However, with so much evidence now surrounding potential brain injuries in contact sports we have to protect the players and to do that forearms to the head of players lying on the ground and therefore defenceless have to be red card offences. Lees was clumsy rather than malicious, but then so was Morgan Knowles in flipping over an opponent in Perpignan a couple of months ago. That lack of intent did not stop Knowles from copping a four-game ban and it will likely not save Lees from a suspension either. It will be a good lesson for the young prop who has otherwise impressed since breaking into the first team.
S’au could have also seen red
While we are on the subject of referees, and while it is fashionable to have a pop at them, I’d question why the card handed to Junior S’au for his flop on Ryan Morgan was a different colour to the one issued to Lees. Like Evalds Morgan lay on the ground defenceless having just been tackled, at which point S’au needlessly and rather more maliciously dropped down arm-first on to the head of the Saints centre.
The contact with the head was not as clear and did not cause as much damage, but I’ll reiterate the point about the extent of injury having nothing to do with the appropriate punishment. S’au’s action was that of a frustrated player on a well beaten side but it smacked of a lack of professionalism on his part. Clearly Kendall saw the offence and issued the yellow card, but it is not quite clear why that is deemed worthy of a 10-minute sit down only, while Lees was banished for the entire game. Two wrongs don’t make a right, so there is no argument here that if S’au gets yellow then Lees should have got yellow. That’s the illogical conclusion you come to when you allow yourself to get overly emotional about the game. The truth is that both Lees and S’au should have seen red and the only reason that springs to mind as to why S’au did not is the good old fashioned sympathy vote. Had the Red Devils been forced to play most of the second half at 12-a-side rather than just 10 minutes of it then there is a fair chance that Saints would have topped the 66 points they racked up against the Giants last week. But that is not a prospect which should be entering the thought process of a referee. Just a thought.
Right edge no longer a weakness in attack
Not long ago, under a certain legendary former player who turned out to be somewhat less magnificent as a coach, no more than a 12-seater mini-bus if truth be told, Saints attack was woefully unbalanced. It had strike on the left side with Taia, Grace and Mark Percival but it was over-reliant on those three. Over on the other side no less a talent than Tommy Makinson was pretty much a spectator in grave danger of being asked to pay to get in, while Morgan looked ordinary outside of a second rower which seemed to alternate every week between Jon Wilkin, Dominique Peyroux and Morgan Knowles.
Fast forward to the present day and the right hand edge of Saints attack is arguably as strong as the left. Morgan is growing in confidence with four tries in his last two games and five in his last four, while Makinson has been reborn as an attacking force. Once famed for his acrobatic finishes and eye for the line the winger had regressed in the system to something of a water-carrier, a yardage man relied on only to get out us out of our own territory while the heavy boys took yet another breather. The key to the improvement is Peyroux. Vilified and mocked with some justification throughout his first season with Saints the 29 year old New Zealand-born man has nailed down that right hand second row spot and is starting to shine with some regularity. He ate up 126 metres on 16 carries against Ian Watson’s side, putting in 21 tackles and busting out of five tackles. The error count is low too, with only one transgression and only one penalty conceded. All of which has helped reignite Morgan and Makinson and with Barba linking in with them regularly also there is now much more for an opposing defence to think about than at this time last year.
Wakefield loss pokes the nest
Saints are in rare form. Their performances over the last two weeks against the Giants and this one against Salford have evoked memories of some of the great Saints sides of the Super League era. This display could have been the handy work of either Ian Millward or Daniel Anderson in their red vee pomp early of the early 2000s. At a time when fast, open flowing rugby is becoming something of an endangered species as dinosaurs like Terry O’Connor continue to roar about getting into the arm-wrestle and completing sets, this Saints side is flouting all of that perceived wisdom and beginning to carve teams open just for the sheer heck of it.
But a quick glance at the top of the table will show you that it has not always been that way this term. A nervy, Roby-less Saints turned in a display which could only aspire to average when they visited Wakefield a fortnight ago and came home on the end of a 24-20 defeat. They can be got at for sure, but it seems that something about that defeat to Trinity has stirred Saints. It is as if Chris Chester’s side has poked the nest and angered the sleeping, vicious reptile within. Holbrook’s side are still going berserk, affronted at the absolute impertinence of a side still in the lower half of the table having the temerity to actually beat them.
Barba or no Barba you have to worry about the Dragons going to Saints on Thursday night (May 3). The French side have been fairly hapless all year and though they have recruited Josh Drinkwater to cover for the unfortunate retirement of former Saints man Luke Walsh they do not look equipped to deal with this white hot version of Saints, particularly on its own patch. I’m not suggesting that you should bring your calculators with you on Thursday night, or that there will be a third successive 60-point score-line to enjoy, but there won’t be many people taking the Dragons in that one even if the bookmakers offer a generous handicap.
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Can Saints Avoid Another Cup Mauling...?
Saturday 13 May 2017. Saints go to what used to be known as Wheldon Road, now the Mend-A-Hose Jungle to take on table-topping Castleford Tigers in the sixth round of the Challenge Cup. Do they mend hoses in jungles? Anyway it’s a moot point perhaps.
What transpires is one of the most embarrassing and crushing defeats in recent times for Saints as they are belted 53-10 by Daryl Powell’s soon to be League Leaders Shield winners. Cas run in 12 tries, including three for the league’s top scorer Greg Eden and doubles for former Saint Michael Shenton and winger Greg Minikin. Saints can respond only through Ryan Morgan and Luke Douglas. They look like a team from a lower division, only slightly more ramshackle and disorganised. It’s pitiful, our Wembley dreams obliterated for another year.
So, who fancies another go? This morning’s Challenge Cup draw, painfully dragged out by Warrington’s very own multi-millionaire, one-time TV star and celebrity binge-drinker Chris Evans on his BBC Radio 2 Breakfast Show, sent Saints back to the scene of that horrific Tiger mauling. They will meet Powell’s men again on the weekend of May 12-13 in the last 16, as they begin their quest to end a run of 10 years without a Wembley appearance. Listening to the draw, the news was particularly piercing since it arrived some 20 minutes after the advertised draw time of 8.10am. And that after the tedium of Craig David’s new warble and some very average and stereotypical ‘banter’ between Evans and Josh Charnley and Jamie Jones-Buchanan who were both present. Not sure why as it goes, since neither was able to make the draw itself given that both Warrington and Leeds were in the hat. Or the velvet bag as it is referred to.
The velvet bag is a bag of shite on this occasion. How is it that we get to travel to one of the top sides, one with very recent memories of not only blasting us off the park last May but also of edging us out in Golden Point extra time for a place in the Grand Final at the end of last season? When are we going to get a gimme? The season before we lost so heavily at Castleford we drew Hull FC at home and were again royally stuffed as the black and whites went on to win the first of their back to back Challenge Cups in 2016. I’m left yearning for the home draws I remember against York and Oldham, where hardly anyone turned up but at least we were guaranteed safe passage. Certainly no chance of being humiliated on national television.
But that was then. We have a much better chance of progressing this time. In our last meeting with Castleford at home on the opening weekend of the Super League season we whacked them 46-6. Since then Castleford have also lost to Warrington and Wigan this term and in truth don’t look quite like the attacking machine of a year ago. Meanwhile Saints have been excellent so far, losing only to Leeds and Wakefield in 12 matches and sitting rather prettily atop the Super League table as they prepare to visit Salford tomorrow (Thursday). There is every reason to believe that we can end our run of Challenge Cup disasters but everyone will need to be at the top of the game to avoid another year of cup angst among the support.
Elsewhere in the draw there are memories of the 1983 Challenge Cup final as holders Hull FC meet Featherstone Rovers, latterly of the Championship and therefore with a minimal chance of repeating their epic 14-12 victory of 35 years ago. The cherry and shite travel to FC’s neighbours Hull KR who they always, always thrash despite the fact that KCom Craven Park is that most treasured of rugby league commodities ‘A Difficult Place To Go’. Toronto Wolfpack have been given their usual permission to flout the rules and will not have to host Warrington despite being drawn at home, instead travelling to the Haliwell Jones Stadium in what will be the Canadian side’s first appearance at this stage of the competition. Following on from their win over York in the last round Super League whipping boys Catalans Dragons have been handed another chance to taste what it is like to actually win as they host League One Whitehaven. The Cumbrian side are the lowest ranked side left in the competition and will take inspiration from how close York ran Steve McNamara’s side. However, a defeat for the French side would still be a seismic shock. There’s an all Super League clash between Widnes and Leeds, while Leigh Centurions welcome Salford Red Devils in what would have been an all-top flight affair this time last year. Rounding things off the currently hapless Huddersfield Giants will be at home to the confusingly inconsistent Wakefield Trinity.
So Cas. Bloody Cas. Bloody Classy Cas. It would be a major surprise if the Castleford v Saints tie is not one of the four chosen for live television coverage in this round (two on the BBC and two on Sky) so if you can’t make it across the great divide you should still be able to catch all the action as it happens. Already looking forward to it.
What transpires is one of the most embarrassing and crushing defeats in recent times for Saints as they are belted 53-10 by Daryl Powell’s soon to be League Leaders Shield winners. Cas run in 12 tries, including three for the league’s top scorer Greg Eden and doubles for former Saint Michael Shenton and winger Greg Minikin. Saints can respond only through Ryan Morgan and Luke Douglas. They look like a team from a lower division, only slightly more ramshackle and disorganised. It’s pitiful, our Wembley dreams obliterated for another year.
So, who fancies another go? This morning’s Challenge Cup draw, painfully dragged out by Warrington’s very own multi-millionaire, one-time TV star and celebrity binge-drinker Chris Evans on his BBC Radio 2 Breakfast Show, sent Saints back to the scene of that horrific Tiger mauling. They will meet Powell’s men again on the weekend of May 12-13 in the last 16, as they begin their quest to end a run of 10 years without a Wembley appearance. Listening to the draw, the news was particularly piercing since it arrived some 20 minutes after the advertised draw time of 8.10am. And that after the tedium of Craig David’s new warble and some very average and stereotypical ‘banter’ between Evans and Josh Charnley and Jamie Jones-Buchanan who were both present. Not sure why as it goes, since neither was able to make the draw itself given that both Warrington and Leeds were in the hat. Or the velvet bag as it is referred to.
The velvet bag is a bag of shite on this occasion. How is it that we get to travel to one of the top sides, one with very recent memories of not only blasting us off the park last May but also of edging us out in Golden Point extra time for a place in the Grand Final at the end of last season? When are we going to get a gimme? The season before we lost so heavily at Castleford we drew Hull FC at home and were again royally stuffed as the black and whites went on to win the first of their back to back Challenge Cups in 2016. I’m left yearning for the home draws I remember against York and Oldham, where hardly anyone turned up but at least we were guaranteed safe passage. Certainly no chance of being humiliated on national television.
But that was then. We have a much better chance of progressing this time. In our last meeting with Castleford at home on the opening weekend of the Super League season we whacked them 46-6. Since then Castleford have also lost to Warrington and Wigan this term and in truth don’t look quite like the attacking machine of a year ago. Meanwhile Saints have been excellent so far, losing only to Leeds and Wakefield in 12 matches and sitting rather prettily atop the Super League table as they prepare to visit Salford tomorrow (Thursday). There is every reason to believe that we can end our run of Challenge Cup disasters but everyone will need to be at the top of the game to avoid another year of cup angst among the support.
Elsewhere in the draw there are memories of the 1983 Challenge Cup final as holders Hull FC meet Featherstone Rovers, latterly of the Championship and therefore with a minimal chance of repeating their epic 14-12 victory of 35 years ago. The cherry and shite travel to FC’s neighbours Hull KR who they always, always thrash despite the fact that KCom Craven Park is that most treasured of rugby league commodities ‘A Difficult Place To Go’. Toronto Wolfpack have been given their usual permission to flout the rules and will not have to host Warrington despite being drawn at home, instead travelling to the Haliwell Jones Stadium in what will be the Canadian side’s first appearance at this stage of the competition. Following on from their win over York in the last round Super League whipping boys Catalans Dragons have been handed another chance to taste what it is like to actually win as they host League One Whitehaven. The Cumbrian side are the lowest ranked side left in the competition and will take inspiration from how close York ran Steve McNamara’s side. However, a defeat for the French side would still be a seismic shock. There’s an all Super League clash between Widnes and Leeds, while Leigh Centurions welcome Salford Red Devils in what would have been an all-top flight affair this time last year. Rounding things off the currently hapless Huddersfield Giants will be at home to the confusingly inconsistent Wakefield Trinity.
So Cas. Bloody Cas. Bloody Classy Cas. It would be a major surprise if the Castleford v Saints tie is not one of the four chosen for live television coverage in this round (two on the BBC and two on Sky) so if you can’t make it across the great divide you should still be able to catch all the action as it happens. Already looking forward to it.
Salford Red Devils v Saints - Preview
Saints still lead the way in the BetFred Super League and will look to build on that advantage when they travel to the AJ Bell Stadium to face Salford Red Devils this Thursday night (April 26, kick-off 7.45pm).
Justin Holbrook’s side brushed off their defeat at Wakefield Trinity to wipe the floor, the walls and the ceiling with Huddersfield Giants last time out. Interim coach Chris Thorman saw his side torn to pieces to the tune of 66-4, with Saints scoring 12 tries including a hat-trick for Jonny Lomax and two each for Ben Barba, Ryan Morgan and Louie McCarthy-Scarsbrook. As responses to defeat go it was in the file marked ‘emphatic’.
That they achieved this County Championship score against the Giants is all the more remarkable given the absence of five first team regulars. Mark Percival, James Roby, Zeb Taia, Alex Walmsley and Adam Swift all missed out for various reasons but the likes of Matty Costello, Matty Lees, Matty Smith and all manner of other people called Matty stepped in to the breach admirably. All are named in Holbrook’s 19-man squad for the visit to Salford which is also boosted by the return of both Taia and Percival. James Bentley and Jack Ashworth, who failed to make the transition from the 19 to the match day 17 for the Giants game are the men to miss out this week.
Percival has now served the one-match suspension handed to him for his poor debating technique with referee Gareth Hewer at Wakefield and should slot straight back into the centres. The back five should be otherwise unchanged, with Barba at fullback behind wingers Regan Grace and Tommy Makinson and Morgan at right centre. Lomax will look to continue his good form at stand-off alongside scrum-half Danny Richardson.
Lees will battle for a spot in the front row rotation alongside Kyle Amor (another try-scorer last week), Luke Thompson, Luke Douglas and McCarthy-Scarsbrook. Another week’s rest for Roby is a perfectly sensible decision from Holbrook if there is even a shred of doubt about his fitness after a rib injury, so Smith and Theo Fages will likely share Roby’s hooking duties. Taia will return to the second row meaning Morgan Knowles will probably drop back down to the bench. Yet the Welsh international should see plenty of game time at loose forward in tandem with Jon Wilkin. Dominique Peyroux, unbelievably given his form in the early part of his Saints career, looks immovable at second row also. Costello made a solid debut last week but along with Lees looks the most vulnerable to missing out on a bench spot.
Salford shocked most of Super League by whacking Wakefield 38-6 last weekend. Clearly drained by the sheer effort of edging out your mighty Saints, Chris Chester’s side fell to pieces and are now looking less and less like the side which many tipped to mount a serious challenge for the top four in 2018. Meanwhile Salford are confounding the predictions of the doom mongers who said that they were destined for the Qualifiers at the end of the regular season. A top eight berth looks well within their reach. They currently sit seventh in the table, on the same points as Wakefield but both are four better off than ninth-placed Widnes Vikings who host Wigan this weekend and would be well advised to forget about it and worry about next week. Within the next couple of weeks the top eight could be all but sorted, with the only question regarding the order in which they finish.
Salford come into this one without key man Robert Lui. The stand-off picked up a calf injury in the win over Wakefield and misses out. Weller Hauraki is another absentee for Ian Watson’s side but both Lama Tasi and Lee Mossop return after missing last week’s win. The backline retains a fair dollop of quality even without Lui, with Niall Evalds one of the best young players in Super League and Junior S’au bursting with pace, power and NRL experience. Jack Littlejohn is starting to settle into the halfback role but he will be tested without Lui as he tries to form a similar bond with youngster Jake Shorrocks on loan from theEvil Empire Wigan.
In the pack Craig Kopczak was linked with a move to Saints immediately after it became clear that Walmsley’s absence would be a long-term one, and though he lacks the capacity to chew up the metres in the way that Walmsley does he is a formidable operator at prop. Logan Tomkins finds himself as the only fit hooker at the club with Kris Brining due to undergo surgery in the coming weeks while George Griffin, Luke Burgess, Tyrone McCarthy and another ex-Saint in Mark Flanagan may feature in the forward group.
Saints haven’t got a spotless record at the AJ Bell Stadium in recent history, losing their twice during the reign of Keiron Cunningham. Salford edged Saints 22-14 last season although Saints avenged that with a 30-4 success in the Super 8s which sealed their semi-final spot. In 2016 Cunningham’s side suffered a fearful 44-10 thwacking as we discovered the shock news that McCarthy-Scarsbrook is not a centre.
Despite Salford’s good recent form, that Wakefield win followed a comfortable victory over the Giants, Saints should still be expected to take care of business in this one. With Taia and Percival back to link up on that left edge they should have too much for Watson’s side and should come out on top by something in the region of 16-20 points.
Squads;
Salford Red Devils;
2. Greg Johnson, 3. Kris Welham, 4. Junior Sa’u, 5. Niall Evalds, 7. Jack Littlejohn, 8. Craig Kopczak, 9. Logan Tomkins, 10. George Griffin, 13. Mark Flanagan, 14. Lama Tasi, 15. Ryan Lannon, 16. Luke Burgess, 17. Tyrone McCarthy, 18. Ben Nakubuwai, 19. Josh Wood, 23. Lee Mossop, 24. Jake Bibby, 26. Daniel Murray, 28. Jake Shorrocks.
St Helens;
1. Jonny Lomax, 2. Tommy Makinson, 3. Ryan Morgan, 4. Mark Percival, 6. Theo Fages, 7. Matty Smith, 10. Kyle Amor, 11. Zeb Taia, 12. Jon Wilkin, 13. Louie McCarthy-Scarsbrook, 14. Luke Douglas, 15. Morgan Knowles, 16. Luke Thompson, 17. Dom Peyroux, 18. Danny Richardson, 19. Regan Grace, 20. Matty Lees, 23. Ben Barba, 30. Matty Costello
Referee: Chris Kendall
Justin Holbrook’s side brushed off their defeat at Wakefield Trinity to wipe the floor, the walls and the ceiling with Huddersfield Giants last time out. Interim coach Chris Thorman saw his side torn to pieces to the tune of 66-4, with Saints scoring 12 tries including a hat-trick for Jonny Lomax and two each for Ben Barba, Ryan Morgan and Louie McCarthy-Scarsbrook. As responses to defeat go it was in the file marked ‘emphatic’.
That they achieved this County Championship score against the Giants is all the more remarkable given the absence of five first team regulars. Mark Percival, James Roby, Zeb Taia, Alex Walmsley and Adam Swift all missed out for various reasons but the likes of Matty Costello, Matty Lees, Matty Smith and all manner of other people called Matty stepped in to the breach admirably. All are named in Holbrook’s 19-man squad for the visit to Salford which is also boosted by the return of both Taia and Percival. James Bentley and Jack Ashworth, who failed to make the transition from the 19 to the match day 17 for the Giants game are the men to miss out this week.
Percival has now served the one-match suspension handed to him for his poor debating technique with referee Gareth Hewer at Wakefield and should slot straight back into the centres. The back five should be otherwise unchanged, with Barba at fullback behind wingers Regan Grace and Tommy Makinson and Morgan at right centre. Lomax will look to continue his good form at stand-off alongside scrum-half Danny Richardson.
Lees will battle for a spot in the front row rotation alongside Kyle Amor (another try-scorer last week), Luke Thompson, Luke Douglas and McCarthy-Scarsbrook. Another week’s rest for Roby is a perfectly sensible decision from Holbrook if there is even a shred of doubt about his fitness after a rib injury, so Smith and Theo Fages will likely share Roby’s hooking duties. Taia will return to the second row meaning Morgan Knowles will probably drop back down to the bench. Yet the Welsh international should see plenty of game time at loose forward in tandem with Jon Wilkin. Dominique Peyroux, unbelievably given his form in the early part of his Saints career, looks immovable at second row also. Costello made a solid debut last week but along with Lees looks the most vulnerable to missing out on a bench spot.
Salford shocked most of Super League by whacking Wakefield 38-6 last weekend. Clearly drained by the sheer effort of edging out your mighty Saints, Chris Chester’s side fell to pieces and are now looking less and less like the side which many tipped to mount a serious challenge for the top four in 2018. Meanwhile Salford are confounding the predictions of the doom mongers who said that they were destined for the Qualifiers at the end of the regular season. A top eight berth looks well within their reach. They currently sit seventh in the table, on the same points as Wakefield but both are four better off than ninth-placed Widnes Vikings who host Wigan this weekend and would be well advised to forget about it and worry about next week. Within the next couple of weeks the top eight could be all but sorted, with the only question regarding the order in which they finish.
Salford come into this one without key man Robert Lui. The stand-off picked up a calf injury in the win over Wakefield and misses out. Weller Hauraki is another absentee for Ian Watson’s side but both Lama Tasi and Lee Mossop return after missing last week’s win. The backline retains a fair dollop of quality even without Lui, with Niall Evalds one of the best young players in Super League and Junior S’au bursting with pace, power and NRL experience. Jack Littlejohn is starting to settle into the halfback role but he will be tested without Lui as he tries to form a similar bond with youngster Jake Shorrocks on loan from the
In the pack Craig Kopczak was linked with a move to Saints immediately after it became clear that Walmsley’s absence would be a long-term one, and though he lacks the capacity to chew up the metres in the way that Walmsley does he is a formidable operator at prop. Logan Tomkins finds himself as the only fit hooker at the club with Kris Brining due to undergo surgery in the coming weeks while George Griffin, Luke Burgess, Tyrone McCarthy and another ex-Saint in Mark Flanagan may feature in the forward group.
Saints haven’t got a spotless record at the AJ Bell Stadium in recent history, losing their twice during the reign of Keiron Cunningham. Salford edged Saints 22-14 last season although Saints avenged that with a 30-4 success in the Super 8s which sealed their semi-final spot. In 2016 Cunningham’s side suffered a fearful 44-10 thwacking as we discovered the shock news that McCarthy-Scarsbrook is not a centre.
Despite Salford’s good recent form, that Wakefield win followed a comfortable victory over the Giants, Saints should still be expected to take care of business in this one. With Taia and Percival back to link up on that left edge they should have too much for Watson’s side and should come out on top by something in the region of 16-20 points.
Squads;
Salford Red Devils;
2. Greg Johnson, 3. Kris Welham, 4. Junior Sa’u, 5. Niall Evalds, 7. Jack Littlejohn, 8. Craig Kopczak, 9. Logan Tomkins, 10. George Griffin, 13. Mark Flanagan, 14. Lama Tasi, 15. Ryan Lannon, 16. Luke Burgess, 17. Tyrone McCarthy, 18. Ben Nakubuwai, 19. Josh Wood, 23. Lee Mossop, 24. Jake Bibby, 26. Daniel Murray, 28. Jake Shorrocks.
St Helens;
1. Jonny Lomax, 2. Tommy Makinson, 3. Ryan Morgan, 4. Mark Percival, 6. Theo Fages, 7. Matty Smith, 10. Kyle Amor, 11. Zeb Taia, 12. Jon Wilkin, 13. Louie McCarthy-Scarsbrook, 14. Luke Douglas, 15. Morgan Knowles, 16. Luke Thompson, 17. Dom Peyroux, 18. Danny Richardson, 19. Regan Grace, 20. Matty Lees, 23. Ben Barba, 30. Matty Costello
Referee: Chris Kendall
Roy
My first memory of attending a Saints game was around the early 1980s. The mind plays tricks when trying to recall events that happened so long ago, to the point where games start to merge into one and details get mixed up. Yet I’m fairly sure that it came against a pre-Rhino Leeds side.
Or was it Hull FC or Hull KR? I’m unsure but what I am sure of is that in the centres that sunny afternoon was one Roy Haggerty. He scored twice, rampaging through the defence with the bulldozing, high-kicking style that would become his trademark long after a loss of a yard or two of pace and the arrival of the great Mal Meninga forced Roy into the second row.
I wish I could remember the details more clearly now with the news that Roy has passed away at the age of just 58. When you are a child watching your heroes achieve what look like superhuman feats you never contemplate their vulnerability. You never think that one day you will be sitting at your keyboard trying to put into words what they mean to you after their passing. Yet now that he has gone all we have left of him are these cherished memories, fuzzy though they are. Roy scored 115 tries in 363 appearances for Saints between 1978 and 1991. He toured Australia and New Zealand with Great Britain in 1988 and played at Wembley in the Challenge Cup defeats of 1987 and 1989.
That 1987 Cup final defeat to Halifax was my first visit to the national stadium. The following season Roy would kick 13 of the 20 drop-goals of his Saints career, yet I vividly remember him passing up the opportunity to have a pot-shot as Saints trailed by a point in one of the most dramatic cup finals ever played. I nearly blew one of my soon-to-be frail kidneys out from bellowing at him, pleading with him to have a go. Yet in many respects that was classic Roy. A thousand per cent endeavour and effort and no little skill, but never the shrewdest of operators. There are a gazillion urban myths about Roy, from talking to cash machines to informing Australian reporters on tour that he lived at the top of Elephant Lane. These may or may not be true, but they are very Roy and in that they have taken on a life of their own and become somehow plausible.
It certainly wasn’t all disappointments on the field, even if Roy played for Saints at a difficult time in their history. He played in the Lancashire Cup final victory over Wigan at Central Park in 1984, a Premiership Trophy final win over Hull KR at Old Trafford the following year and the memorable 15-14 John Player Trophy success over Leeds in 1988. In this period, the era of such relentless dominance from the mob over the lump, these wins were particularly glorious and sparked arguably even more crazed celebrations than some of the many that followed in the Super League era. By then we had become almost used to winning, and the expectancy and sense of entitlement we had developed could be a little numbing. It’s always more rewarding to taste success when expectations are lower and Roy helped deliver that for us. That alone is a reason to be eternally grateful to him.
Roy was a great player, but it was his accessibility and the time he had for everyone that marked him out as particularly special in my young eyes. In the days before full-time professionalism he would embark on training runs in the street where I grew up. Each and every time he jogged past us as we played whatever sport was on television at the time be it football, rugby, tennis, cricket or even American football there would be the same exchange between Roy and me and my mates;
“Alright Roy…” we’d enquire hopefully;
“Alright lads…” he would always shoot back. Every single time. It’s hard to quantify what even that little bit of interaction with a Saints player meant to a group of nine or ten year-olds but I think that Roy may have understood it. Either that or he genuinely did not feel that he was any different from anybody else in the community in or around the top of Elephant Lane. He was a regular in the off-license where my mum used to work during the 1980s and I have clear memories of her coming home with news of the birth of both of his rugby league playing sons Gareth and Kurt. The latter was, he told my mum, named after the former Widnes prop-forward Kurt Sorensen who Roy greatly admired. Not that it stopped him from bashing Sorensen as hard as he could whenever Saints met the Kiwi's then mighty Widnes side.
That was Roy. Live and die for the shirt which may seem obvious but is not something that you see exuding from everyone who has the privilege to pull on the red vee.
Roy Haggerty - 1960-2018
Or was it Hull FC or Hull KR? I’m unsure but what I am sure of is that in the centres that sunny afternoon was one Roy Haggerty. He scored twice, rampaging through the defence with the bulldozing, high-kicking style that would become his trademark long after a loss of a yard or two of pace and the arrival of the great Mal Meninga forced Roy into the second row.
I wish I could remember the details more clearly now with the news that Roy has passed away at the age of just 58. When you are a child watching your heroes achieve what look like superhuman feats you never contemplate their vulnerability. You never think that one day you will be sitting at your keyboard trying to put into words what they mean to you after their passing. Yet now that he has gone all we have left of him are these cherished memories, fuzzy though they are. Roy scored 115 tries in 363 appearances for Saints between 1978 and 1991. He toured Australia and New Zealand with Great Britain in 1988 and played at Wembley in the Challenge Cup defeats of 1987 and 1989.
That 1987 Cup final defeat to Halifax was my first visit to the national stadium. The following season Roy would kick 13 of the 20 drop-goals of his Saints career, yet I vividly remember him passing up the opportunity to have a pot-shot as Saints trailed by a point in one of the most dramatic cup finals ever played. I nearly blew one of my soon-to-be frail kidneys out from bellowing at him, pleading with him to have a go. Yet in many respects that was classic Roy. A thousand per cent endeavour and effort and no little skill, but never the shrewdest of operators. There are a gazillion urban myths about Roy, from talking to cash machines to informing Australian reporters on tour that he lived at the top of Elephant Lane. These may or may not be true, but they are very Roy and in that they have taken on a life of their own and become somehow plausible.
It certainly wasn’t all disappointments on the field, even if Roy played for Saints at a difficult time in their history. He played in the Lancashire Cup final victory over Wigan at Central Park in 1984, a Premiership Trophy final win over Hull KR at Old Trafford the following year and the memorable 15-14 John Player Trophy success over Leeds in 1988. In this period, the era of such relentless dominance from the mob over the lump, these wins were particularly glorious and sparked arguably even more crazed celebrations than some of the many that followed in the Super League era. By then we had become almost used to winning, and the expectancy and sense of entitlement we had developed could be a little numbing. It’s always more rewarding to taste success when expectations are lower and Roy helped deliver that for us. That alone is a reason to be eternally grateful to him.
Roy was a great player, but it was his accessibility and the time he had for everyone that marked him out as particularly special in my young eyes. In the days before full-time professionalism he would embark on training runs in the street where I grew up. Each and every time he jogged past us as we played whatever sport was on television at the time be it football, rugby, tennis, cricket or even American football there would be the same exchange between Roy and me and my mates;
“Alright Roy…” we’d enquire hopefully;
“Alright lads…” he would always shoot back. Every single time. It’s hard to quantify what even that little bit of interaction with a Saints player meant to a group of nine or ten year-olds but I think that Roy may have understood it. Either that or he genuinely did not feel that he was any different from anybody else in the community in or around the top of Elephant Lane. He was a regular in the off-license where my mum used to work during the 1980s and I have clear memories of her coming home with news of the birth of both of his rugby league playing sons Gareth and Kurt. The latter was, he told my mum, named after the former Widnes prop-forward Kurt Sorensen who Roy greatly admired. Not that it stopped him from bashing Sorensen as hard as he could whenever Saints met the Kiwi's then mighty Widnes side.
That was Roy. Live and die for the shirt which may seem obvious but is not something that you see exuding from everyone who has the privilege to pull on the red vee.
Roy Haggerty - 1960-2018
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