On one hand, in the current moment it feels trite and indulgent to moan about a compromised game of footy.

On the other hand that ranks amongst the bleakest, most piss-weak outings I've watched us trot out this century.

A game plan that hinges on our midfield dictating terms isn't much chop when that midfield doesn't bother turning up. There are so many untried, un-proven holes at either end that frankly can't cope when the game's not played on our terms. Great formula.

Collingwood chopped us up tonight and did it easily. Whether they're up to it or not there's little point potting Gardner, Cavarra, Dale and co. when our prime movers can't get a sniff and our coaching panel can't adjust because the structure and/or personnel are sub-par.

Granted Collingwood are decent opposition but all that pre-season fluffing we were treated to felt a bit wrong and undeserved throughout, and tonight vindicates that instinct.

Shit-house.