Match Report: Nadoes vs Scooters
Pissing on our Patch…
On Wednesday night the Nadoes were confronted with what one may call, a little dog who barks a lot but has no bite !!!
It appeared to nip away at our heels until we shook the little bugger by the scuff of the neck and rammed six tries down it’s throat, to shut it up of course !
The Nadoes played some scintillating patches of rugby, controlling the ball and taking it through phases allowed us to break down the opponents. The Iron Giant, who has been inspirational of late, led the pack brilliantly. Apparently the big fella has been in superb form with the ladies who all know, “He’s the best we ever had ”. Word has it there are coffee clubs and chat rooms about our Giant so may his form long continue. Oh and he picked up the Big Lick with a brilliant cover tackle, which reminded many of his days as a loose forward with pace. The Giant quietly leads a pack of hungry players all dying to get their hands on the ball, be it in open play or at ruck time our forwards are playing well, just watching Bevilo Riva throw a skip pass and his pasta partner Kingzo chip one through for the Merkat is fantastic stuff. One cannot fail to mention our resident Sheriff and try scoring machine Sean, his pass to put Quayles Ales away was sublime after he had opened the scoring with a typically poached try. Talking of Quayle ales try, boy oh boy has the man come back with avengance after apparently not coming for a while. Qualyles burnt around the outside and even had a dive under the poles, we are all in mourning until things look up for this trier. Blue Kahunies.
Just before the half with the Nadoes up 12-0 and still battling for every loose ball, play moved back and forth until the Jedi master aka Ridge Forrester slipped through a lovely gap pushed off a couple of players and off loaded to Hobbers, the ball was pinched just short of their line which Jed mistook for the try line, funny Hobbers is still chuckling. A five metre scrum was awarded strangely to the Scooters, anyway, our pack decided it would be a great time for a tighthead. Eden, who still hasn’t gotten over losing his mentor Stewart Fletcher, picked up from the scrum summed up his options in a flash and passed it to Stu who was stopped just short of the line but managed to offload to Jedi who brushed another player aside and over….19-0 Nadoes.( halftime ) Jed / Ridge has been, so I hear through word of mouth, using his brothers gym card and boy is Lexi and the team noticing the difference. Lexi loves it when the “Muscles from Brussels” gives her a good flex in front of the mirror. Go you good thing !!!
With halftime came a chance to settle things down a bit, the boys were not happy about off the ball incidents but understood things happen when you’re cleaning a team. Sometimes you just wish teams would shut up and take the free lesson—confident stuff. The Nadoes enjoyed a huge amount of possession and romped in three more tries, a dull moment was when our line was breached during the half. We have maintained a good balance on attack and defence with guys taking just a much pride in winning the Big Lick as almost anything else, bar the Nadoe Man who now resides at No9 Swanmore. Well Done to the Little Scotsman! But unfortunately our resident speed demon who hunts guys down and is real quiiieeeeck, missed a tackle which let in the only try for the Pirates Scooters. ( sic name guys )
So Patch missed a tackle, but he scored to level it off. I haven’t seen Jimmy dive for anything so excitedly in a while, and when he got up with mud all over him Slim could only have been proud.
The final score being 6 tries to 1 (36-7) was pretty emphatic. But it’s history and when you’re busy writing it we have to turn the page and begin another one, this time on Sunday. We all know Church is on Sundays so gather round lads and lets express.
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