There are few more polarising figures in the NRL than Josh Schuster,a player who yo-yos from the astounding to absurd. It did not take even four minutes for him to show both,poaching an intercept from Nathan Cleary (who does that?) and then running 50 metres,nearly every step of the way looking for a helper. Brad Parker was the only man,yet even he resembled the Ford Laser on his last drips of fuel begging for the petrol station. So having run down field and the defence fast getting to him,what does Schuster do? He kicks the ball. On the first play. No Sea Eagle got near it.
Whether it was a good thing for him or not,his halves partner and captain Daly Cherry-Evans threw an intercept a few minutes later. Only this time it fell in the lap of a speedster,Stephen Crichton,who charged downfield to score. At least Schuster had a similarly red-faced mate.