The only positive for North was the ability to match Burnie in the last quarter, with the margin staying the same at the final siren as it was at three-quarter time.

When the final siren sounded, I just got up and went home from Latrobe. I just couldn't stand another minute of that rubbish from the Bombers. I should have stayed home and watched Essendon beat Hawthorn, but I had to watch as my beloved North Launceston were thrashed by 63 points in what was their worst game since they were in the NTFA a long time ago. Well done Burnie.

An interesting thing I did during the game was going into the Deloraine three quarter time huddle. Coach Jason Gibson didn't know what to do. He praised, he ridiculed, he laughed, he sulked and he just about cried. I can now see why North won 237 to 21. Well done North.

Big, bad, Chris Page was the only standout player for South in the last quarter but as for the Robins, it was hard to go past Anthony Whitehead who booted three in the last half.

As the cars moved around on the outer embankment like Earthworms, Ulverstone was making the Bulldogs look like they were a club from the AMATEUR SFL while they looked a million bucks, booting long and not wasting or overdoing their handballs, yet as for South, well, let's just say it was not the sort of effort that the NTFL was used to. The rather large crowd was after a wonderful afternoon's entertainment, which looked like happening for the first two and a half quarters, but maybe it was all just an anti-climax, or another celebration, which once again depends on your point of view.

It was billed to be a physical game, and the push-and-shoves were part of the game, and when a fight started up in the centre of the ground (started by none other than Chris Page) it was on for young and old, or old and young, depending on your point of view. But the fight didn't turn into a REAL fight, or a brawl - perhaps disappointing some fans - but really the game was the closest of the round, so don't get too upset. Well done Robins

Sitting at the back of the new grandstand, and finishing on the boundary fence, it was obvious Devonport was not that of ten years ago, yet nor are Smithton, but that's a different story. The Magpies just casually walked off the ground and down the race like 'Cows going to be milked' according to the Triple S's (88.5 FM) commentary team at the end of the game, not exactly a bunch of good team-mates.

North's Gavin Hamilton, Adam Jago, Jason French and captain Kim Curtis dominated the last half, while it was hard to spot a good, let alone stand-out, player from Devonport, as the 'Cows' went to be milked at the end of the game in the new, concrete and orange-brick grandstand at York Park, 115 points down on the black with red writing electronic scoreboard.

If only North still would have Adam Aherne - the man who booted 11 big ones at the same ground 363 days ago, in round 16, against the same team in the SWL as North won by 142 points (188 v 46), in front of 1,490 people, but is now up the Bass Highway at Latrobe - then maybe this thrashing would have been a humilation, but once again that's a different story. 115 points is not a large margin, it is a really quite big margin, but it's not the 322 points that Burnie won by last week, yet once again that is another story.

When the high-pitched York Park siren sounded at the 31 minute mark of the final quarter, with his team 115 points down on that black with red writing scoreboard, Devonport coach Dale Perry probably was wishing he was still enjoying the lovely Devonport beaches in the burning Devonport sun, watching ships and ferries pull out of and enter the Mersey as he drank a beer or other alcoholic drink (or he could join the modern craze and sip Mount Franklin bottled water) on a banana lounge. Or possibly sitting in comfort at the back of the West Park Oval coaching box, leaning back in his chair with his hands behind his back and feet on the desk in front of him as his Burnie team cruised to another easy win, seemingly immitating him on the ground with relaxation, but Mick McGuane has that honour - which is yet again another story, so instead he was at the back of the Cameron Tyson Stand ripping what's left of his hair out and joining the cows' milking crew in that concrete and orange brick grandstand just next to the Cameron Tyson Stand.

While Dale Perry will be tossing and turning in his sleep, Gary McIntosh will be celebrating his team's huge win in style. McIntosh was all smiles as his team walked off the ground LIKE A REAL TEAM and into the old Bomber's Pavilion, on the other side of the Cameron Tyson Stand. Well done North.