Saturday found us at 
my old club Silhillians in a game against their 3rds (of which 3 of them were) 
the rest being made up of Colts, recent first teamers (the scrum half) and 
Birmingham Civil Service (whom curiously I noticed didn't have a first team 
fixture Saturday!!) 
A relatively young 
side then, so first lineout "How old are you then nip?" I enquired of my 
opposite number "17" he gleefully replied, "oh only a thirty year age gap then", 
which with the exception of their fly half at 40, I think went for the majority 
of their threequarters as we we found out almost 
immediately.
The toss won (again) 
we elected to play into the fairly stiff breeze in the first 
half.....
So 12 minutes in.... 
28-0 down, not the best of starts we've had this season chaps, don't think we 
can argue that a couple of wrong decisions, friendly tackling, some unusual 
kicking, and an unfortunate interception helped our cause at this 
point.
But having finally 
got our sh*t together the pack took it into the faces of their eight with some 
lively encounters in both the tight and loose, with Shannon, Jenksy & Dai 
really working over their less handsome front three, allowing us to repeatedly 
pummel their line and seeing the General and Nick "the Barrel" Palmer both going 
over for tries both converted by Ralph. Our driving mauls were giving their 
"less experienced" eight all manner of problems with our two big units John 
& Phil, and Andy uncustomary playing at No.8 having all sorts of fun. 
Then the game's 
first controversy involving their feisty Civil Service No.8 having driven them 
back ten yards, he decided to take issue with Captain Flounder for some small 
amount of naughtiness on my part and dragged me out of the maul for a bit of 
individual recreation...thanks to those who came to my aid...smiles all round. 
However , with his card now marked and the red mist now well and truly having 
descended he lasted only a more few minutes before being quite rightly yellow 
carded by the Welsh referee for trying to clear out a ruck in rather an 
energetic manner.
Losing our wingman 
Cedric in the first half, he must get those dodgy rubber bands of his sorted 
gave me the opportunity to "select" one of their players, and have to admit I 
know James Clarke who came on and scored a brace in the second half. Amazingly 
Jim is actually a prop, who has been playing on the wing for Civil Service 
Ones (another hint) this season. 
Our threequarters of 
Ralph, Fitz, Nick, Ian & Callum were called upon time and again covering all 
manner of hard yards to keep us in the game with their lively (read young) backs 
running from everywhere.
Losing Rick with an 
overworked groin playing out of position at blind side (much more running about 
than in the front row obviously) meant another BCS lad Tom having to come on for 
us. Then Captain Flounder departed having been shot in the leg by a sniper on 
the grassy knoll (NOTE:new on field skipper required for next few 
weeks)
So there we are 
mid-way in the second half and only nine points adrift 33-24, and I think the 
Vandals at the gate, their kids not having been in as many dog fights as us 
obviously and beginning to loose shape & nerve; then a scrum on the halfway 
line, an unfortunate strike and one against the head to them leading to another 
score and our resistance effectively ended. Two more late on, one converted from 
the touchline final score a flattering 50-24.
On reflection 
looking at it, If you take the three soft tries in the first ten and the last 
two tries when we were quite simply f**ked it could have been a damn sight 
closer on another day.  
This weeks Man of 
the Match goes to Phil Goldbourn for another oustanding performance all round 
from either taking or destroying any quality ball on their lineouts, some great 
restart catches and runs (God knows we had quite a few) and getting around the 
park, not bad for 49.
For the first time 
this season we were notably silent in the changing room after the game, which I 
know was down to the sheer physical effort put in by each & every member of 
the team for the last seventy minutes and I think no small amount of 
disappointment knowing that we came so close at one point to clawing our way 
back into a game when all seemed lost, and for that I was immensely proud of our 
performance.