Return of the legends!
Once again a technical hitch (false labour) not only prevented the 'TPS' from producing a match report but also prevented el capitano from playing. Dusting themselves off was:
1. Boytie 2. Simon P 3. Ray K 4. Peeley 5. Broaders 6. Woody 7. Critchley 8. Rochfort 9. Dan Cree 10. Jim R 11. Jordan 12. Tom Cains 13. Biswell 14. Spratt 15. Clark 16. Harris
Enjoying a false labour that started with contractions 15 minutes apart the morning started with a bang: but by 1pm, with them being every 7 minutes apart I was never going to be allowed to play rugby! This was despite almost half the regular players being missing, but to those that came back to help out as always, a great big thank you.
So leaving the team in the care of Simon I left a bunch of cheery souls to go care for my wife. The call I got back after the match was from a not so cheerio soul: suffice to say, not understanding the referees interpretations of the laws and forgetting how to tackle added to some senior players losing their heads meant for a sour game and a sore loss. Never mind, same team, same place next week in the cup semi-final!
No man of the match or dick of the day (no candidates for the first award and too many for the second apparently!)
