I'm pretty sure the Reds were involved in an absolutely punishing match about a decade ago that ended something like 6-3. This absolute wounder of a match looks set to top it. It's like a f*cken reenactment of the Western Front, circa 1915.
> General Melchett Coach Thorn, we've gone for another pick-and-go and gone absolutely nowhere. In fact, we might've gone backwards, sir.
> Smashing. Try a pick-and-go.
> Are..... are you sure sir? A pick-and-go is exactly what we just tried. And the time before that. And the sixteen times before that.
> Ah, but that's what's so devilishly clever about it! Doing precisely the same thing we've done eighteen times before is exactly the last thing the dastardly Hun Stormfront will be expecting! They'll be expecting us to go wide, but we'll go straight up the middle and catch them woefully off guard.
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EDIT: So of course the ComReds go and score twice once I say that.