In a Torrid affair, the Valley Knights were able to hold out for a well deserved 15-3 win over Club Sorps. The game will be remembered for the bruising manor in which both teams sized each other up. The Knights had forward dominance in the early stages of the game, but heavy midfield tackling by the Scorps centers helped them achieve field position parity.
After Saturday’s game I have to say it felt like a disappointing first date with the girl you’d been after for ages. You’d bought the new shirt – had the racing sardine haircut tapered to a duck’s ar$e finish at the back, brushed your teeth 3 times and cupped your breath in to your hand last thing before going out of the house. You’d splashed the Old Spice or Brut on the face and just above the pant moustache in case you got lucky and you’d even ironed the creases out of your jeans – this was going to be the date where you get lucky and yet for some reason it’s first base only and all other attempts are repelled – the only thing you’re sniffing off your fingers is the smell of what might have been.
BUT you get the promise of another date so there is always hope…
You know guys playing rugby is a lot like making love to a beautiful woman – get the basics right such as soft hands, drive it up the middle, a little rough stuff, put a few of your best moves in etc and you’ll be fine. But trying strange angles, getting caught round the back before you’re given permission and going for the try under the posts before you’ve done the hard graft is just asking for trouble...