The Roosters were able to wrestle their way back into the contest after being beaten physically in the eyes of Trent Robinson,exposing a defensive frailty or two on the edges in process.

But put it this way:if the Panthers repeat and extend that opening 20 minutes across an entire grand final,then they’re lifting the trophy for a fourth time.

Roosters halves Luke Keary and Sandon Smith were so ruthlessly targeted in defence,possession and field position was so strategically managed,and Liam Martin was just so possessed in attack and defence.

There was just no competing with them. Especially when Cleary is able to spend a month on the sidelines and come back in like he’s been there all along.

“It’s been a frustrating year,” Cleary said. “I just feel bad about not being out there. It’s almost embarrassing sometimes getting those injuries. But I set my sights on this game and had to get over it,there was no point moping around.”

So clinical were the Panthers,Brian To’o’s opening try looked as though it had been choreographed by artificial intelligence.

By the time an exhausted Lindsay Collins,a walk-up starter in Queensland and Australian front-rows,came off after 25 minutes,he had 26 tackles and just two run metres to his name.

Connor Watson finished with 69 tackles for the game and on report for one which had James Fisher-Harris clutching at his neck.

Robinson needs another selection drama like a hole in the head as the Roosters dust themselves off for a sudden-death semi-final against either Canterbury or Manly next Saturday night.

The Roosters coach insisted “you don’t have to be perfect” to beat Penrith,because “no team is perfect”.

When he pointed out that every team opens doors,he wasn’t wrong. Penrith’s opening rage was so sweet,it couldn’t be maintained.

Slick shifts to first the left edge for Joseph Suaalii,and then the right for James Tedesco,had the Roosters on the board and kind of,somehow,back in the game after half-time.

And when the Roosters went streaking away down their left,a forward pass call against Daniel Tupou looked harsh at best,but kept any miracle comeback at bay.

“I didn’t think it was forward,” Trent Robinson said.

“I don’t think anybody thought it forward besides the ref. You can’t get that wrong.”

Cleary,all but flawless from his boot,fittingly had the final say. His grubber for Garner’s second try put the Roosters down for good,father Ivan responding by wrapping his star halfback in cotton wool for the final few minutes.

Penrith have earned themselves a week off and are,once again,just 80 minutes from yet another grand final. Twenty minutes on Friday night was all it took to look like them winning the whole damn thing again.