Round 11 - Seccers secure semi with solid stoush against the sulky Saiyans

Seccers 6 Saiyans 9

A huge improvement from the 14-1 loss in the first encounter with a sold performance to go down only 6-9 which was enough to book a semi final position with 6 touchdowns still in the bank against the 5th placed team.

The final ladder was:

POS		TEAM	P	W	L	D	B	FF	PP	For	Ag	GD	Pts
1		Saiyans Mens	11	9	1	0	1	0	0	103	41	62	31
2		Freestylers	11	7	3	0	1	0	0	73	53	20	27
3		Wii Not Fit	10	6	2	0	2	0	0	60	49	11	26
4		Seccers	11	5	4	1	1	0	0	62	59	3	24
5		Server Racks Australia	11	4	3	3	1	0	0	44	47	-3	24

The game was marred slightly by the impetuousness of kids who showed that their levels of talent was no match for their brat like behaviour and egos.

Once again Psycho Sykes let the way showing the Seccers how to hit the holes and finished with swags of tries. If not for his lackadaisical teammate JJ Buck, who was loitering near the line the charging Psycho would have got another. Unfortunately he just hit a lot of man boobs as JJ Buck couldn't get out of the way in time. But at least it was good practise for some offensive blocking for the following week against the same punks.

Of course the Psycho label could easily have been pasted on the ferret like creature JJ Soul, as his one mann mission to eradicate the world of whinny skinny brats saw him pushing and shoving the gob laden youths and encouraging them to get the ball so he give them some more.

But he's not as sly as the Seccers chief executive, who showed he was not affected by his long absence in Singapore and subtly set up the stoush with the surfie punk with a quick uppercut to the ribs. His Singapore exploits have given him some new found confidence with his hammies and his lack of regard for footware, boasting he could maintain his agility with some american flat soled shoes. Well his agility benchmark is on par with the reliability of his hamstings. Or his teeth for that matter, as he was overheard pleading with our resident dental specialist Big Pete for a full set of dentures for his next board meeting.

The marketing guru JJ Buck put his spin on the game "it was a great game lads across the board: 6-9 is a fair effort against the reigning ACT Super League champs: awesome defence and great cut-offs along with some very cool tries. (We left a few out there too which sets us up for a good match next week against the young punks methinks!). Bit of bark off the boys too I noted so some good guts by the lads with an eye to next week’s smash-up derby."

Yes the 'bark' is an interesting point. Burkey was still displaying the nappy rash looking grazes on his oversized front calves (fcuked if I know what they're called - Grimmo and Big Pete are the medicos in the team, not me). And his grazes took another hammering and were weeping more than Andy Murry after his shellacking to the mighty Federer in the Aussie Open last weekend.

Rupes was also dripping pools of blood from his shins while trying to cut off everything on the line, with the Seagull in his ear changing the line defence theory after each try we let in, but basically telling Rupes, he's yours, cut him cut him (not cut your shins Rupes).

Boys, you need to take a defensive lesson from the yak back, yak shinned Woody, who showed us a glimpse of his glory days in the 90s with a Herculean high diving effort to prevent a touchdown on the wing.... although only for one further touch as the punks scored in the same corner with Woody diving again in vain. Note that Woody had no bark missing from the legs. Given that it's nigh impossible for the concrete like surface to break through shin hair like his.

Well that's all I've got time for. Lets put in another big performance next week against the same irritants - and you never know what might happen. Note: a bit of intimidation might go a long way... don't leave it up to the short arsed members of your team, who lets face it, couldn't really knock the skin of a rice puddin!