It all started in the expectation that more Keiths would turn up and when that didn't eventuate, those that did turn up, hardened up and went on to Linfield decrying the standards of the CRRA. But, as has been said since time began, you can't win or lose a match because of a referee. Tries win matches, not really bad decisions.

Unit was his usual cheery self. Webby's personal protection squad were their usual cheery selves. Muzz was fizzing at the bit to take his clothes off after the game and Georgie decided he'd time travelled back to before his dad had started school. That 'tache is frightening. And according to the trial record, I'm frightening, so it must be extra awful.

So Bravo got off to a good start with a nice dot down in the far corner and Griff showed us that his kicking practicing wasn't in vain. but then, as always, we rested on our advantage and went off the boil allowing Linwood to come back at us three times. Maybe all the kicking our backs were firing Linwood's way had something to do with it? We'll never know.

A get off your arse pep talk by Chief and Andy at half time went in one mud filled ear and out the other excepting for Bravo, who like in the first half, dotted down immediately the second started and then a third time at the end of the match. Not that he was skiting or anything. But he was the highlight of the game and got the MVP to prove it. The Tongan Quartet proved they have the get the fuck out of my way i'm coming through attitude and that was good to watch, which is something the rotundness of some of our other forwards doesn't allow to happen.

In the end, an overall performance of indifference but with breaks of good solid Keithliness. Nothing to write home about except to say it was muddy and the LockIn court session afterwards exposed some Keiths to more ridicule than they deserve. But all inn good fun.

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