Part of the cost of sitting well within the top eight is having to play games against hopeless wannabes in the bottom half of the table. We approached North with good humour, fronted up and spanked them, then went home for a pizza and a beer. Now we've got to drag ourselves out and play a game against a team sitting 10th and suffering all sorts of disturbing mental anguish. Hey, you just got to play whoever they put out against you - you've got to humour the bottom 10 sides and just bide your time for a decent challenge.