Sixers v Cats, Jan 4
The first game of 2018 is upon us. Sixers host the Cats and this will be a test to see who has had too much Christmas pudding and who hasn't been practicing over the break.
Cats are top of the table by a whisker and must thank the Sixers for putting them there (what a thoughtful Christmas present that was, eh boys!) by beating the HeartBreakers. Sixers are fourth and can smell Illawarra's (and Cairns) bad breath breathing down their necks.
The Cats love their defence and the Sixers love offence so this will be a treat for fans. The Cats however have one major weakness and that is they rely on Damian Martin too much. He is the garlic in their spaghetti sauce, the glitter in their mardi gras, and the bounce in their step. Without him, they are headless chooks on a court. Without him, it would be like going to Rotty Island to play quokka soccer, but there's no quokkas.
For the Sixers to win this game they need to break his ankles. Not in a Tonya Harding way, but just off foot him in defence when he sets for his flop and then move the other way. Zig when he expects a zag.
The Sixers then just need to worry themselves with Cotton and Walker. Waxy Mark 2.0 is a machine. Somebody check there's not a USB port at the back of his neck where Trevor Gleeson plugs him in at night to download all the moves he hid from us for 13 seasons.
This game deserves a big crowd, a noisy crowd. A streaker during some FTs would be nice, but completely inappropriate in these PC times. Come on you Sixers fans, lets take the purr out of these Cats. Get down and get behind your team.
Let's Go Sixers!