Score: Old Suttonians 19 - BBBRFC 17

The is a match report I never want to write again, even two weeks on there is still a bitter taste my mouth. On Friday I lost count how many people dropped out and left the team in the shit but we called on some hibernating players who were in London for the day and could manage to retrieve their boots from the attic.

It was a fine afternoon but it sure was windy, Mark was going to have a tough time getting the ball to Ian at no.10 and he did a fine job. The opposition captain approached and informed me that the referee had not turned up but not to worry they were going to get one of the players who had just played to come and referee our game. Well, he arrived, human I'm not sure but pissed off, he certainly was. His opening statement went something like this, "Right, I don't fucking want to be here, I don't care when I blow my whistle, if it's wrong or if its right and if you don't like it I'll leave." Hello would have sufficed. One thing I can say for this guy he certainly stuck to his word, except for leaving the pitch unfortunately. He obviously didn't have enough time to get buggered in the showers by his boyfriend and he was a little bit pissed off about it.

Eventually kick off came and in parts when the fat shit stopped blowing his whistle, (calling him a referee would be an insult to referees), there were some great forward pick up and drives by the Baa Baas. This would have been aided by Simon Slee but he took over from Harvey and sat on the wing all afternoon, however due to the lack of backs Simon was actually supposed to be there! With the wind in the first half and some great Baa Baas attacking pressure we scored a well deserved try. Oh yes, yours truly had dislocated his knee by this point, which has a bit of a pain in the arse, and the knee.

In the second half it we knew it was going to be an uphill struggle with the wind against which was worth about 10 points and being only up 5 by half time we needed a quick score and to keep it in the hands during the second half. Well we did get a quick score but it was disallowed along with another two tries during the game, for what reason, nobody knew. The feeling of discontent grew among the team and lack of concentration from some players including myself allowed them to come back into the game with a couple of scores. However, there is only so much one can take and I know we are used to some strange decisions always playing away from home but this game became a farce from the kick off. It came to a head in the second half when Lachy and myself, had had enough that when the referee offered to leave the pitch I asked him to make good his offer. A bit surprised at this comment he then ordered me off the pitch, which I politely declined! There were not many highlights to this game because there were not allowed to be. Although the game was technically a loss, with three tries disallowed and some insane whistle blowing there are few people on either team who would dispute that the Baa Baas should have won. The true loser that day was the game itself.

I agree that a captain should keep his cool in all situations and on that count I was wrong and I apologise for that but I believe the Baa Baas want to play rugby in the true spirit of the game with and against fellow sportsmen who are eager to be on the pitch. I wish to thank the embarrassed opposition captain for apologising to me after the game.

P.S. I'm not bitter…………………. any more!

Damien Maltwood