This afternoon’s loss to Newington wasn’t just another tally in the “L” column - it was a gut punch that left the entire Shore community reeling. As the final whistle blew, and Newington’s cheers filled the cold afternoon air, you could feel the weight of yet another winless weekend settle over Northbridge like a heavy fog. For the boys in blue & white and their supporters, this season has become a slow heartbreak. And today, it reached a kind of painful climax.
We fought. We really fought. The team showed glimpses of brilliance - sparks of the Shore rugby heart that has burned through generations. There were brave carries, hard tackles, and flashes of genuine connection. But in the end, the scoreboard told a cruel truth: we haven’t won a game. Not one.
Watching the boys huddle in a circle after the game, faces streaked with mud and anguish, was almost too much to bear. Some dropped to their knees. Others stood frozen, jerseys torn, hearts shattered. The pain was raw, unfiltered - not just the pain of losing, but the pain of not being able to lift the weight of this season off their backs. They wanted it. You could see it in their eyes. And perhaps that’s what hurts most: knowing that effort and heart, sometimes, just aren’t enough.
In the stands, the noise from the Shore crowd said everything, through thick and thin their heart was still in it. But after the whistle, boys had heads in their hands and there was a still silence. Just the occasional stifled sob from a Year 10 student clutching a soaked photo of Jai, or the tear rolling down the cheek of a Year 12 boy, staring blankly at the field he’s bled for. Mothers held each other. Fathers shook their heads. Old Boys walked away slowly, almost unwilling to accept that this was the latest chapter in our storied rugby history, still fuelled by last year’s fire.
At Shore, rugby is more than a sport. It’s part of our fabric - a thread that binds Year 7 boys to Year 12 warriors, students to staff, and today’s players to past legends. To be winless this far into the season feels like a spiritual blow. We are not used to this in these last few years, especially after that 2024 high. And maybe that’s why it stings so deeply.
But still, beneath the devastation, there is a flicker - a stubborn ember of belief in the Shore crest. Because if there’s one thing this Shore team has shown, it’s resilience. The kind that may not win premierships - yet - but that forges character. And right now, that character is being tested more than ever.
With this resilience Shore rolls on to Riverview. They will not go down lightly. These last few games were the couple that had potential to be easy wins, redemption. So this game will be the biggest one this season for Shore. With heart they can get the job done, albeit a feat of unfathomable magnitude.
We are bruised. We are broken. But we are still here. Still Shore.
- From the broken heart of a Shore Man.