Keith vs Christchurch Canardlys
Ground: Bob Deans 3
Time: 2-45pm

Team List

Forwards
Issac ARAPAI
Darren MOKE
Ian COWAN
Hayden ROBINSON
Kristen CURRIE
Hayden SMITH
Colin GRAVETT
Barry GIBBS

Backs
Kelly HOANI
Nick BROWN
Paul CRICHTON
Rob FOLEY
John BAIRD
John LUXTON
Leyton HUNT

Reserves
Ian LOCKWOOD
George PHILIP
Simon GIFFORD
Phil HUGHES
Phil KEARNS
Matt YATES
Greg BROWN
Peter HADDOCK
Brendyn LAWSON
Prasanth KUMAR
Gary RICHARDS
Kevin WILLIAMS


Points: 5-0, 7-0, 12-0, 12-5, 12-10, 12-15, 12-17, 12-22, 12-24, 17-24, 22-24, 24-24, 29-24, 31-24, 36-24., 36-29, 36-31

Tries: Paul CRICHTON (2), John LUXTON, Nick BROWN, Hayden SMITH, Matt YATES
Conv: Nick BROWN (3)
Pen:

Player of the Day: Leyton HUNT

Photographs here: http://207.191.227.90/~keithpic/2010/20100703/

BUT, BUT, BUT, BUT, BUT THE REF IS A GIRL!
Bravo's 100th game was something we'd all been waiting for all season and it was good to finally be able to celebrate it with some Old Coves who turned up for the occasion.
The whole pregame build up was surprisingly upbeat and our attitude gave strength to our skill base of which Toad and the backline quickly showed with two quick and easy tries. Some were saying too easy, so Uli sacrificed ten minutes of his time to stand behind the posts so we could harden up a wee bit and get our playing heads switched on.
This put Gaz in the oft dreamed of but never realised position of sticking his head between two tall mens arses in

the number 8 position. Something I'm sure he'll never forget.

Nick and Kelly proved worthy tactical kickers but unfortunately, we didn't capitalise as we should have and the half time score remained at 2 tries to Toad.
Christchurch, in the second half put the gas on and took us to task for slacking off a wee bit, but as we had plenty of impact players available to push them back, we were able to counter their advance and prove our position as contending finalists.

Back in the shed the bitching continued about whose handbag was used in the face slapping incident and we all decided it was Madame Currie who slapped his own face with his own handbag. Wether that's true or not, no one particulary minds, but it's written down here, so it must be accurate.

Plenty of beer on the table made for plenty of banter, even with half naked men tempting Mum to get her tits out. Naturally we all resisted the urge to look.