Not much warming up was needed as even thought there was a mist, temperature figures such as 21 and 23 degrees were bounded about. The front 5 could be heard grumbling and deciding whether to abandon under armour, shoulder pads and in some cases gum shields to cope with the heat. After a 40 minute warm up we were back to the changing room for a pre match speech from Matty “I’m the new DOR don’t you know” Clark.
We trotted out to find a new look Hessle team with a far younger and fitter team than we met in the home fixture. The first 20 minutes were a war of attrition with Hessle having much of the ball and making more territory with the ball in hand than the Medics were. They had some very strong runners who took some stopping however once the medics had a period of sustained possession and multiple phases the movement and direct running of the team created a 2 on 2 on the left hand side. The ball found its way to Andy ‘hightops’ Slater and footwork usually reserved for the stage in pop tarts saw him scamper over in the corner. The remaining 20 minutes of the 1st half saw the Medics have more possession and two further tries from Messer’s Blackwell and McHale. Good play brought both of these tries with Mr Blackwell showing pace and good support play to gather a pass with no defenders in front of him. 19-0 to the good guys at half time.
The start of the second half saw the substitutes make an immediate impression….. Chris ‘…… ****’ Jones?? 2 minutes, 2 penalties and defending on our own line, good one. During the second half the game seemed to open up. Both sets of forwards began to feel the heat and not for the first time in the season the fitness gained through Monday evening spinning and in current weeks…. Yoga paid dividend. Three more tries followed for the medics in the second half. The first came from a good sniping run from Tim ‘no I really am irish’ Geraghty. The second came after good play culminating in Tom ‘I’m the tallest man in Sheffield, I’m the best quarterback in Sheffield and I’m the man who can wear the shortest shorts’ Pigott galloping through the defence and Henry ‘no I really am rambo’ Walker scoring under the posts. These tries were the first tries for both Tim and Rambo for the Medics. Congrats and we wish many more to come! The third try came from that man Mr Blackwell. More tries went begging with Ben ‘3.5 cylinder t**tface’ Gabbot managing to butcher 2 opportunities. Apparently the support runners were too flat. I fear that a couple of stopper passes were thrown and thus not the support runners fault….. once is a mistake, twice is a lack of talent! The Hessle team kept playing until the end of the match and no wonder when supporters were heard shouting ‘play like you want to win’ and other such rousing statements. They were however rewarded with the last act of the match which resulted in a try in the left hand corner and eddy ‘im also leaving soon’ Farmer’s dream of a clean sheet was left in tatters. The final score was 38-5.
There must be one more mention…. The post-match food, a roast!
With promotion complete everyone saddled up for the trip home. Most went to social….. less said about that the better!