Played half a game for Seconds yesterday against the lads from Notre Dame Uni at their very shitty home ground of Wentworth Park (outer). I got subbed at halftime because they wanted to give another bloke a run... or maybe it was the fact I was walking between rucks
Had my eyes on a try when the halfback (who usually plays back row - we were real short of numbers) ignored me and our large #8 (both of us marked only by 1 very small fullback) on the open side and threw it blindside to the flyhalf who ran at 6 of their biggest blokes. :
We had a very strong wind with us in the first half I might add and the backs used the boot well - for a change.
We dominated the scrum from the word go as I predicted we would - but at least the ND boys stuck to their guns and didn't wimp out like some fuckers do at scrum time - they got belted every time and they kept turning up for more. When we punched it up in close the (generally) smaller opposition had no answer. Why the fuck the backs even got the ball is a mystery - this is Second Grade! Bonus point wrapped up at halftime, and then 34-nil and though NDU had their chances to get on the scoresheet and their handling failed at critical times. I had a few runs and made some nice yardage, but then you know the opposition is pretty soft when that happens 8)
First Grade was a bit scrappier - we only just had enough for a run-on team (about the 4th different lineup we've had this year), and the bench was me, the Coach and another bloke (both second row) in the forwards, and one back - who had to go on at the 25 minute mark! I had to go on at hooker in the last few minutes because our outside centre got crocked, and the starting hooker (and captain) went to the back row. That first scrum hurt a lot as it collapsed - all I know is I closed my eyes and felt my forehead hit the ground. One tap and a lineout later and it was all over 22-7 to us.
First time in nearly a year that we haven't got a bonus point in First Grade, but it must be pointed out the ref was a blind knob-end and the TJ was a complete fuckwit, single-handedly giving two of our blokes reports for yellow cards where one wasn't even close (the other was probably fair enough). For the second card, this same pair completely missed the opposition player who ran in and threw punches for the supposed spear tackle. Down to 13 men for 6 minutes, they scored - had that not happened it would have been two games where the home side were held to nil.