Isn't the unpredictable nature of the NRL just wonderful?
Don't you just love waking up on Saturday morning to find you are 0-2 in your tips again?
What? There were two upsets? Just wonderful.
Of course the Roosters, without Willie Mason and Nate Myles and playing like bums, were specials to beat Parramatta.
Why didn't we see it coming?
Unbeaten Brisbane at home against the solid but, until that point, unspectacular Dragons?
Yes, certainties beaten.
Anyway, plenty of time to claw things back and finish the round with a respectable four or five from eight.
What's that? While you weren't looking the Panthers cleaned up the Tigers.
The same Tigers who finished all over the Roosters the previous round and had eight full days in which to recover.
Sure, Penrith was at home but it was coming off a gutsy but surely exhausting two-point win over Manly in driving rain just five days before.
Another surprise. Wonderful.
Head out for the night safe in the knowledge that at least you won't end up with a duck egg as Melbourne will roll a Scott Prince-less Gold Coast at The Graveyard.
Get home later that night and switch Fox Sports News on to confirm the obvious.
The Titans did well to keep it to 18-6. Hang on a minute, I didn't drink that much.
Makes perfect sense that the Gold Coast - a team spooked any time it travels more than 200m from Cavill Ave - beat the three-time grand finalists on their own patch with their best player watching on TV.
Wonderful.
And on and on it went.
The Warriors sunk at home courtesy of a 90m Souths try from a kick gone wrong.
Desperate premiers Manly (or not so desperate as it turns out) go down to a Newcastle team which could still use its schoolboy passes to gain entry to the ground.
Monday night was a genuine toss up but you think to yourself that the more experienced Cowboys might just have the edge over the winless Raiders - even if the game is in Canberra.
Thurston, Payne and Bowen will fire up and … wrong again.
So, in the end, it's only Cronulla who save what's left of your sanity.
The good old toothless Sharks, they never surprise by coming up with a shock win.
Forty-two years without a premiership is the only form guide required there.
Ricky's legless mob ensures you finish Round 4 with one from eight.
You then scream as David Gallop repeats his mantra that the unpredictable nature of games is the greatest thing about the NRL.
No David, it's just that the dearth of quality players means most teams are incapable of stringing together two good performances.
What us tipsters would give for some consistency and reliable form.
Only 22 more rounds of torture. Just wonderful.