Keith vs Belfast M
Ground: Sheldon Park 3
Time: 2-45pm

Team List
Forwards
Darren MOKE
Bruce HALLIMAN
Phil HUGHES
Callum BOWMAN
Stuart HERRIOTT
Colin GRAVETT
Liam KELLY
Kevin WILLIAMS

Backs
Bevan WEBB
Brian GRIFFITHS
Paul CRICHTON
Seamus MURPHY
Leyton HUNT
Paul KENNEDY
Richard POWER

Reserves
Ian LOCKWOOD
Karl HADDOCK
Isaac ARAPAI
Freddy BROADMORE
Dagan Da ROZA
Barrie GIBBS
Mark Van GROENEDAAL
Johnny LUXTON

Points: 5-0, 7-0, 12-0, 17-0, 19-0, 19-5, 19-7, 24-7, 24-12, 24-14, 29-14, 31-14, 31-19

Tries: Seamus MURPHY (2), Colin GRAVETT, Paul KENNEDY, Richard POWER
Conv: Brin GRIFFITHS (3)
Pen:

Player of the Day:
Most Valuable Player: Callum BOWMAN

Photographs here: http://gallery.keith.org.nz/2013/20130615
Videos here: http://www.keithrugby.com/keithvideos/2013/20130615.html

SOMEONE FORGOT TO MOW THE COW PADDOCK BEFORE THE GAME. THE GRASS WAS THICKER THAN WEBBY'S BEARD.

This web site is chocker block full of how we hate going out to Sheldon Park, and not just because Belfast is/are reasonably tough opposition, but because it's a shit hole. And the rain didn't help either.

With our seven reserves all coming from the forwards, the emergency bat signal went out telling Bravo there was a woman at the park looking lonely, so he turned up to cover the backline. Dirk tried his hand at being a lock after trying his hand at being a prop and a winger and a fullback and a touchline flag holdery thing. His shorts have never been tighter than when experiencing lifting in the lineouts. His voice should return to normal once his balls drop.

I don't know where the fuck everyone is, but we seem to be running short of Keiths. Andy, Rob, Paddy, Damian are turning up even though they're injured. Sonny Phil still has a dodgy hip, Baz and Goober has broken hands through no fault of their own, Freddy has a leg thing I think to deal with and Col spent the week vomiting at work (and vomiting on the field) yet they all geared up and played their guts out. Literally. Duck shooting shouldn't be a factor anymore, so where is everyone? This of course doesn't apply to Uli who busy being a New Boy in Hong Kong.
If you cannot get to training, or more importantly, the game, fucking tell someone in charge.
If you're afraid of Trouty [Team Coach - Peter Haddock peter@keith.org.nz 027 349-8310] because of his stern visage then message Lars [Back Coach - Brendyn Lawson brendyn@keith.org.nz 022 633-2041] and if he's asleep at his desk, let Sonny Phil [Team Manager - Phil Hughes phil@keith.org.nz 027 574-4000] know.
We all have lives outside of rugby, but you said Keith was a part of yours, so do the decent thing and let us know what's what come game day.

Oh shit. The Irish Boys. I nearly forgot. Two thumbs up for each of them. Today's game wouldn't be the same without them. Four of the five tries were scored by three out of the six in the team of the men from the four provinces. Yes; that is good grammar.

The rain made Toad's hands all uncatchy but didn't affect anyone else so if anyone has a pair of Alan Hewson gloves (with matching tights) can they pass them along to Toad. Ta. But other than that, fuck we played well. I mean really well. I often single out a few players whose on field play caught my eye, but today there's simply too many Keiths who deserve praise. Obviously MVP Callum stood out, as did the try scorers, with Kev, Karl and Col bringing their specialness to the match along with all six front rowers. I'm not afraid to admit, I chubbed up at times.

I look forward to the same against Belfast at Sheldon Park again next week.