Keith Galore on the Sideline! Not a usual Saturday wish, but an actual event. Was damn good to see Coves everywhere supporting the lads in this must win if we want to win the Classics Cup game.
Sonny Phil, of course was rearing to go in his 150th Keith appearance. Bravo, not so visibly keen for his 150th, but I'm betting he was secretly frothing on the inside. It's always brilliant when Keiths reach important milestones in their career. Not that free beer is an incentive or anything.

Sydenham, at top of the table, are quite our nemesis, losing to them exactly 3 times more than we have beaten them (since 1995 anyway) but today's game was another example of why Classics grade is so important. No one's getting their arse kicked on the points board and everyone has an equally good time on and off the field. Sausages included.

Let's start with the Skitteries. Jesus wept they were brilliant. Cal stepped up and slotted into Tom's spot when Tom decided having a wank at work was importanter than rugby time. Unfortunately, Cal didn't slot as many kicks as Tom usually does, so three tries went unconverted, but hey ho, he kicks better than I can. Ross left the field early to have a ciggy, and Muzz stayed on, golden locks flowing in the breeze like shimmering samite fresh out of the water. Toad, Lars and Poacher put in a couple of minutes each and you know, did their thing. Loaner Benjy dotted down rather nicely after having several goes in both halves, at running fast but not quite fast enough. Dick got more ball than last week and used it well to creep (literally) back up in the total points scoring list.

Second half changes in the forwards gave us a boost in speed and strength when we needed it, but while no one on the side of the scrum fucked up, Sam's presence was missed. Unit came back for a second game and steadied the scrum a bit, but there's a little bit of remembering to do what was learnt at training still to happen in the set move department. All in all though, a very credible forward effort indeed. Except for Spook. We all know what he did, so let's not dwell on it any longer than is necessary to point out that a rule book about running back into your own man when we're just about to score the match winning try with time up on the clock and getting penalised so we lose might be a good Christmas present for the lad. Just sayin'.

Guest appearance by Waza shocked the known world. Luckily for Boner, his body was spared any damage as he ran out of time to get his 2 minutes of fame. Beaksy was also rumoured to be bringing his boots, but was just a rumour alas.

There were good numbers back at the sheds to get sausages and drink beer with the Sydenham boys which was nice to see, but a few notable absences later on at Lockin. #fuckupsteve
But as we all know, what happens on tourhausen stays on tourhausen.

No game next week, so rest your weary bones, think on your sins but still get to training on Thursday.