By Chriss Snape
Just a bit too strong?
The Nomads returned Home this week to Goddington Dene, full of combe spirit, looking forward to a slightly better balanced opposition. Great team spirt was very evident as all 28 were on time apart from one twat who turned up early and was nicked by the 2’s (JJ). We soon found out that OE’S 3’s which was now their 4th’s with 2’s players were maybe a lot better than us? You would not have been surprised if our heads dropped after 30 mins when we were down 47-0. But no we kept at and got our first try of the season through Duncan Hunt crashing over in true MONSTOR INC style. Converted by Connor Jarrold. The come back was on. Second half saw more onslaught, however the Nomads dusted themselves off and went a bit Tiger, dishing out a lot more than we took. Wining the moral ground and also keeping the scoring down to two try’s one in the last second of the game! Final score 7-61. Hard pill to swallow chaps but done with so much class and with a smile. Things of great note was the 80% improvement from last week in our all round game. And all the debuts for the side week. Great to see so many players having a beer and a chat after the game. I we have this much fun losing, we will be unbearable in two weeks when we win our First league game. There are two types of rugby players boys.
Coutesy of Jim Telfer
There’s honest ones, and there’s the rest.
The honest player gets up in the morning and looks himself in the fucking mirror, and sets his standard. Sets his stall out, and says I’m going to get better. I’m going to get better. I’m going to get better.
He doesn’t complain about the food, or the beds, or the referees. Or all these sorts of things.
These are just peripheral things that weak players have always complained about. The dishonest player.
If I tell a player he’s too high, or he’s not tight enough, he’s too fucking high. He’s not tight enough. And that’s it. I’m the judge, and not the player.
And we accept that, and we do something about it.
I’ve coached teams before, and we’ve complained and carped and this that and the next thing.
And I liken it a bit to the British and the Irish going abroad on holiday.
The first thing they look for is an English pub, the second thing they look is a pint of Guinness
and the third thing they look for is a fish and chip shop.
The only thing they accept is the sun. They don't take on anything that’s good or decent of different abroad.
If we do that we’re sunk!
We don't go back bitchin'. We don't go back carpin', Oh we've done it this way at Twickenham or Cardiff Arms parks or Lansdowne Road or Murrayfield!
No, no these days are past.
What’s accepted over there is not accepted over here. It's not accepted by us -- me and you.
So from now on the page is turned. Were in a new book, different attitudes. We’re honest with ourselves.
And in many respects in the forward play, and let's be fuckin honest, we've been second best.
We can match them! But only if we get it right here (points to his head) and right here (points to his heart).
Next Sat Social Day 12 start BBQ at 2