Keith vs Christchurch
Ground: Bob Deans 4
Time: 2-45pm

Team List

Forwards
James GRIEVE
Mark Van GROENEDAAL
Steve JONES
Stuart HERRIOTT
Damien BREEN
Patrick DEMPSEY
Thomas MATTHEW
Kevin WILLIAMS

Backs
Motomu YOSHIHARA
Jesse WALKER
Ross SINCAIR
Sam HEDGES
Mark McGALE
Paul ANDERSEN
Richard POWER

Reserves
Ian COWAN
Simon GIFFORD
Isaac ARAPAI
Sam LEMON
Paul CRICHTON
Frankie SOLI
Rob JONES


Points: 0-5, 0-10, 0-12, 5-12, 10-12, 12-12

Tries: Richard POWER (2)
Conv: Frankie SOLI
Pen:



Player of the Day: Rob FOLEY
Most Valuable Player: Thomas MATTHEW

Photographs here: http://gallery.keith.org.nz/2014/20140614
Videos here: http://www.keithrugby.com/keithvideos/2014/20140614.html





THE ONE WHERE WE HAD NO IDEA WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING ON



Da fuck was that? I've seen a shit load of rugby in my time and so has Trouty and so has Chief and so has Uli and so has my 13 year old niece. But never have any of us seen a game of rugby refereed so inexpertly and so haphazardly as we witnessed at today's game.
How many times do you have to be punched in the head less than a metre from a ref before he notices? It's obviously more than the three that he never saw, but probably (hopefully) no more than five.
How many times do you have to play the game within the rules before you get mysteriously penalised?
How many times do you have to charge down a kick in goal before a five metre scrum is called?
How many times .... you get the picture.
Luckily, Christchurch had enough problems of their own to make it seem like we weren't being singled out for treatment by the worst referee in christendom. At least we all had our mouthguards in.



A few more boys came off the injury list but their sacrifice was countered by some of the lads pissing up down in Dunedin for the test. Mark brought along (if needed) a couple of his Tasman buddies and it turned out, they were needed. Cheers Sam and Jesse.
As usual, the lineouts weren't perfect, and neither were the scrums, so the skittery backs had to make up for a few forward errors which they did nicely. Moto had trouble communicating with the forwards at times which made it difficult to clear the ball as quick as we needed. Red and Paddy pushed themselves to nearly breaking point which is something we can't let them do. Broken celts are becoming too much the norm of late.



The ginger malingerer unfortunately came off with a dodgy arm so he'll be in self imposed exile for a few more weeks while he gets blow jobs recovers. So with one game left in this round, now is the time to tell your body that it's had it's time off and there's 80 minutes of work to be done on Saturdays.
Dick Power made his presence felt especially with his 75 metre swerving running solo try. Dirk jizzed in his pants it was so good. Frankie's conversion equaled the score thereby allowing us to retain the Sargentina Trophy.

Beer is Our Friend.