Okahu Game 10 - Gingyu Force

Against a team we know to respect, this was a wierd game, though I can't point my fingers as to why exactly. Was it because as usual, their team takes ages to arrive and we scored against their girls? Or that the ref may have been slightly in our favour? As a team we've learnt to stop talking to refs, especially when they are white caucasian females who do not understand our gibberish accents. Anyway, we got what we needed, a 3-2 victory so like the poms say it - we'll take a victory in any form that it comes.

Unlike the WC runner-ups, we don't have a big mobile forward pack. We have a team of skinny running machines that drive the ball up like kamikaze pilots ready to hit the fray. Skinny men fall fast as Sean milked his penalty on a "shove" that they gave us :-) Its good, he's really learning how to dive now, even if its just play-acting. On defence we were particularly good too - their quickies were made to look slow and they only punched through twice (but managed to convert that to tries both times).

We opened with Dean (who else?) stepping his man on dummy after setting the deviation to give Jono a walk in. In the moment where he planted the try, he could finally proudly show his girlfriend his worth. Minutes later Chris (who else?) exposed their lack of cornering from dummy and swung one round to somebody to score. Nick (who else?) finished off some lovely field driving by running through defenders who confused themselves as to who would make the touch (short people are harder to touch as you have to bend you back to get to them).

Then their whole team showed up, and their defence at their line held so we were left famished but held them off to only two dummy-scoop tries.

Lesson to be learnt: Please white girls, it'll be for your own good. ...Jono verifies!