Round 13 Winter - Seccers 5 Cruciates 2
Someone will have to fill in the details of the first half as I rocked up a bit late.
The boys did it tough with no subs, then 1 and finally 2 for the second half. The half time score was 1-0 to the good guys in the constant rain.
After the break we were denied a certain try when the wee lass of a referee forgot the 5m rule as the lazy defender was minced meat. And then the Soulmann had a little implosion as he put on a dolly 2 handed touch which was fell into the trap as the opposition acted it up well and sucked in the penalty, which ended up resulting in a soft try down the wing on the following play. Scores 1-1 and the opposition had a sniff.
But the Seccers were soon back in control with some nice backline moves and opened up a 2 try lead with some good hands by the JJ Buckstar, Andy Shleck, X-man and the rest. Grimmo's hammy looked on the mend, although it might be still a bit shorter than the other, as he mistimed his run for a possible try down the blind side and ended up going in circles. And Psycho and Haydos were at it again, but they couldn't quite nail the try after more of their fancy duo work. Woody MoiMoi was his usual self, but he appeared to be more interested in flirting with our first female ref of the season (note, she said she was going to tell his missus, who she knew apparently). She actually ref'd quite well and handled the gibber calmly and rejected the MoiMoi's advances with the correct penalties.
Another soft try to Cruciates, simply marking up incorrectly by us, gave them another sniff and 3-2, but more sweet Seccers backline play had them again on the ropes with 2 more scores and the game secured at 5-2
It was a hard fought victory. Excellent hands despite the weather. But no beers as the damp began to rise and people headed for home.
Last round game next week, and then the semi finals!
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Seccers all hands as Buckstar finds a roll of duct tape in his shorts
Round 12 Winter - Seccers 11 Invision Saints 4
So what happened last week?
The first thing I saw, as I rocked up a few minutes after the kickoff, was a razzle dazzling display of Fijiness from Billy Haydos and world record holder Psycho (who was wearing his world champ Rainbow boxer shorts). The 2 put on a show of flick passes, over the head lobs, switches, wrap arounds, you name it, until one of them finally scored this sensational try!
And that was enough for Haydos, as he was quiet again after his traditional huge run and he even decided not to show up in the second half. But he did put a couple of hits on the short whingy bloke from the Saints to wind him up evermore.
The game saw a comeback from the X Man, who put on a solid display and looked quite fit and trim after his long lay off.
But lets focus on the ref, who lets face it, thought the game was all about him and made many decisions that had both camps mightily confused or annoyed. Take for example, when he blew his whistle and called my number repeatedly. I didn't know what the hell he was going on about - surely I was onside - but it turns out the he took a liking to my earring and demanded to wear it before he let play go on. JJ Buckstar magically pulled a huge roll of duct tape out of his playing shorts (accounted for the large packet at the front), threw it over to yours truly, and asked me to gaffa his mellon. I certainly gave the ref a gob full and he pretty much left me along after that.
We were without some of the superstars, including the former world record holder Burkie, who's leg has become withered and gammy and unplayable. And there was Rupes, who's priorities have change and he was playing on the next field for his other team (with absolutely no atmosphere and no Fiji excitement). This treachery was best summed up by Burkie a few days later who said "You are f@#king kidding Rupes????" and Grimmo, who pointed out "What happened to the promised dozen coldies".
But there was a new import, that Rupes is taking credit for recruiting, the young Bowen aka Andy Schleck with his yellow cycle shoes. He put on a fine show with some speed out wide, which was actually a bonus with Rupes missing...
However, back to the ref. We would have scored another sensational try as WRH Psycho, who hit a hole on the burst as yours truly somehow popped the ball up as he headed to the dirt, reached back and somehow caught the ball and dived over. This was all too tricky for the ref who called forward pass because it was too unbelievable for him. Bad call sunshine.
I remember a great solo effort from Woody MoiMoi who's long gadget arms snavelled up an intercept from nothing.
And I remember most of our tries were just simple, wraps, draw the man, pop the pass, quick hands out wide. Simple. Stylish. Effective. In fact on one occasion, we were busting our guts trying to run this way and that, moving the opposition around but just couldn't get through. But then we received a penalty (for our hard earned work) and on the first play we just sent it out the backline and scored without some much of a whimper. It was a bit anti climactic actually.
So that brings me to the next game, which should be a reasonable challenge against the Cruciates who are now running 4th. But every teams seems to be running 4th until they meet us... The previous encounter was a 7-4 win to us, as we struggled with the gay lebanese ref and Burkies incessant dummies. Reminisce about it here.
Then it's one more game to complete the home and away series, against Allstars who are 5th.
The current ladder now has it's own page - there is a link at the top of the blog.
So what happened last week?
The first thing I saw, as I rocked up a few minutes after the kickoff, was a razzle dazzling display of Fijiness from Billy Haydos and world record holder Psycho (who was wearing his world champ Rainbow boxer shorts). The 2 put on a show of flick passes, over the head lobs, switches, wrap arounds, you name it, until one of them finally scored this sensational try!
And that was enough for Haydos, as he was quiet again after his traditional huge run and he even decided not to show up in the second half. But he did put a couple of hits on the short whingy bloke from the Saints to wind him up evermore.
The game saw a comeback from the X Man, who put on a solid display and looked quite fit and trim after his long lay off.
But lets focus on the ref, who lets face it, thought the game was all about him and made many decisions that had both camps mightily confused or annoyed. Take for example, when he blew his whistle and called my number repeatedly. I didn't know what the hell he was going on about - surely I was onside - but it turns out the he took a liking to my earring and demanded to wear it before he let play go on. JJ Buckstar magically pulled a huge roll of duct tape out of his playing shorts (accounted for the large packet at the front), threw it over to yours truly, and asked me to gaffa his mellon. I certainly gave the ref a gob full and he pretty much left me along after that.
We were without some of the superstars, including the former world record holder Burkie, who's leg has become withered and gammy and unplayable. And there was Rupes, who's priorities have change and he was playing on the next field for his other team (with absolutely no atmosphere and no Fiji excitement). This treachery was best summed up by Burkie a few days later who said "You are f@#king kidding Rupes????" and Grimmo, who pointed out "What happened to the promised dozen coldies".
But there was a new import, that Rupes is taking credit for recruiting, the young Bowen aka Andy Schleck with his yellow cycle shoes. He put on a fine show with some speed out wide, which was actually a bonus with Rupes missing...
However, back to the ref. We would have scored another sensational try as WRH Psycho, who hit a hole on the burst as yours truly somehow popped the ball up as he headed to the dirt, reached back and somehow caught the ball and dived over. This was all too tricky for the ref who called forward pass because it was too unbelievable for him. Bad call sunshine.
I remember a great solo effort from Woody MoiMoi who's long gadget arms snavelled up an intercept from nothing.
And I remember most of our tries were just simple, wraps, draw the man, pop the pass, quick hands out wide. Simple. Stylish. Effective. In fact on one occasion, we were busting our guts trying to run this way and that, moving the opposition around but just couldn't get through. But then we received a penalty (for our hard earned work) and on the first play we just sent it out the backline and scored without some much of a whimper. It was a bit anti climactic actually.
So that brings me to the next game, which should be a reasonable challenge against the Cruciates who are now running 4th. But every teams seems to be running 4th until they meet us... The previous encounter was a 7-4 win to us, as we struggled with the gay lebanese ref and Burkies incessant dummies. Reminisce about it here.
Then it's one more game to complete the home and away series, against Allstars who are 5th.
The current ladder now has it's own page - there is a link at the top of the blog.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Nine is the new world record
Round 10 Winter - Seccers 14 Hammer Time 2
A shattered Tim Burkles has handed over his touchdown world record (of 7) to Mike 'The Psycho' Sykes in a scintillating display which saw him bag 9 touchdowns to smash the record.
The new record was ironically achieved against the same team that Burkie made his mark in Round 1 (see Burkie's 7 sets new record in ninja nightmare).
Surely the Seccers must go down in history as the most prolific of prolific scorers.
Other notable mentions was a complete turnaround in JJ Buckstar's game attitude, showing such compassion and allowing a decent young kid, showing lots of promise, to get a consolation meatie to keep his hopes up. JJ Soulmann was not so kind and made the poor kid chase him all the way, but still score in the last inch of the corner with the kid mm's away from a heroic effort, despite the calls from Woody and Grimspoon to call the touch anyway. "Stick your hand up kid" said Grim.
And there was another guest appearance of the deadly sniper who shot out Grimpsoon's hammy close to his bum and he fell over in a messy heap. But he still courageously played on, defending on the wing to keep 6 players on the paddock.
So congrats to Psycho for his 9. It's going to be hard to beat.
A shattered Tim Burkles has handed over his touchdown world record (of 7) to Mike 'The Psycho' Sykes in a scintillating display which saw him bag 9 touchdowns to smash the record.
The new record was ironically achieved against the same team that Burkie made his mark in Round 1 (see Burkie's 7 sets new record in ninja nightmare).
Surely the Seccers must go down in history as the most prolific of prolific scorers.
Summer 2008-09 - Woody moi moi 1 touchdown in a game
Summer 2008-09 - Haydos 4 touchdowns in a game
Summer 2009-10 - Soulmann 6 touchdowns in a game
Winter 2010 - Burkie 7 touchdowns in a game
Winter 2010 - Psycho 9 touchdowns in a gameWith only 6 players for the entire game (starting with only 5 for the first 10 minutes) there were less players to compete for the meat pies. Not that it made much difference as JJ Buckstar and Woody Moi Moi were scoreless in the thumping. But Psycho was in everything. You'd think he was hogging the ball and taking it easy in defence to rest up for another crack. far from it. He was chasing his ring around defending the middle and then the he'd turn defence into attack scoring each and everyone of his tries from long range runs, mostly solo efforts. In fact his tally could have been 10 or 11 cept for a couple of dropped balls as he started to choke up as the record got nearer.
Other notable mentions was a complete turnaround in JJ Buckstar's game attitude, showing such compassion and allowing a decent young kid, showing lots of promise, to get a consolation meatie to keep his hopes up. JJ Soulmann was not so kind and made the poor kid chase him all the way, but still score in the last inch of the corner with the kid mm's away from a heroic effort, despite the calls from Woody and Grimspoon to call the touch anyway. "Stick your hand up kid" said Grim.
And there was another guest appearance of the deadly sniper who shot out Grimpsoon's hammy close to his bum and he fell over in a messy heap. But he still courageously played on, defending on the wing to keep 6 players on the paddock.
So congrats to Psycho for his 9. It's going to be hard to beat.
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