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Craig HillHistory was Played Tonight...And It's A Damn Shame.
February 17th 2007 13:29
Well.
The Brumbies (ACT) played the Reds (QLD) tonight at Suncorp Stadium in Brisbane.
Brumbies 6
Reds 3.
This game...it was the strangest game. And it has the 'honour' (totally dubitable) of being the lowest scoring game in Super Rugby history.
I don't really know what to write, I'm still a bit...hmmm...no not shocked, not dumbstruck, just... numb.
Oh shoot and damn. I'm so numb I've had an appundectomy. My appundix is gone. And I sound like a Kiwi....
No tries. Only penalties. (a penalty is worth 3 points and pretty much worthless as to the calibre of the game played)
The stats were all in the Red corner...possesion, rucks and mauls, lineout wins... although they had plenty of missed tackles and handling errors, but their Forwards dominated the scrum and speaking of scrum...it's absolutely hilarious to watch how the Forwards are interpreting the 'Crouch. Touch. Pause. Engage.' rule.
It's more a 'Crouch. Don't Touch Me. I'm Gonna Get You Sucker. Engage.'
Rodney 'Rodzilla' Blake (#3 prop) was impressive as were a few of the Reds Backs but oh who cares, they're only Backs....and the much touted Larkham (mention #1) successor, Berrick Barnes (reds flyhalf #10)...well, he's just no Larkham (mention #2).
The Brumbies...hmm....so many missed opportunities. And that's just the freakin' cameraman missing all those glorious close-ups of Larkham (mention #3)...
Twas a real humid night in Brisbayne... and not a whole lotta love was stirring... some frayed tempers tonight and I would love to know what really happened between Ben Tune (Reds #13 outside centre) and Mark Gerrard (Brumbies #11 Wing) before the game that caused them to take the tackle out of the field of play.
We're talking rumble people.
And Larkham saved the day (mention #....ahh whatever...).
2 sin bins, George Smith (Brumbies) and David Croft (Reds) bore the brunt of the 'barney' between Tune and Gerrard but George is used to copping the blame for everything. He's a flanker. They always play on the edge...
Captain Mortlock got injured. Again.
This was a doooooozey...he got 'coathangared', Big time, by the Reds centre, Lloyd Johansson, no relation to Scarlett but he was the Scarlett Man...he got yellow carded.
Poor Stirling...he had just recovered from a head injury too.
He didn't look good being led off the field, it was all "huh...what day is it?...where's my milkshake?...".
Post match interviews, his head was still attached so he's good. Unlike Anesi...
By the way Larkham was brilliant. Even when he wasn't. He made some mistakes but so what? Perfection has its flaws alright? That's why it's perfect.
I really don't know what else to write. The game is fading from my memory and no, this fading has nothing to do with the Coronas I had.
I'm just coming down from the psyche-high us fanatics experience post match. I mean, when I watch a game, I don't just watch a game...I'm in the game...and no, contrary to popular I-may-have-contributed-to-this belief....I'm not playing as Larkham...I'm playing with the Forwards.
Damn that sounds rude.
My husband, who was and always wil be a Forward, is much amused by my carry-on.
May have to leave off here and write more on the morrow.
The Waratahs kick off soon...oh damn...I knew I forgot something....I forgot to write week 3's match schedule. Bummer dude. I'm such a slackass blogger (technical term).
The Brumbies (ACT) played the Reds (QLD) tonight at Suncorp Stadium in Brisbane.
Brumbies 6
Reds 3.
This game...it was the strangest game. And it has the 'honour' (totally dubitable) of being the lowest scoring game in Super Rugby history.
I don't really know what to write, I'm still a bit...hmmm...no not shocked, not dumbstruck, just... numb.
Oh shoot and damn. I'm so numb I've had an appundectomy. My appundix is gone. And I sound like a Kiwi....
No tries. Only penalties. (a penalty is worth 3 points and pretty much worthless as to the calibre of the game played)
The stats were all in the Red corner...possesion, rucks and mauls, lineout wins... although they had plenty of missed tackles and handling errors, but their Forwards dominated the scrum and speaking of scrum...it's absolutely hilarious to watch how the Forwards are interpreting the 'Crouch. Touch. Pause. Engage.' rule.
It's more a 'Crouch. Don't Touch Me. I'm Gonna Get You Sucker. Engage.'
Rodney 'Rodzilla' Blake (#3 prop) was impressive as were a few of the Reds Backs but oh who cares, they're only Backs....and the much touted Larkham (mention #1) successor, Berrick Barnes (reds flyhalf #10)...well, he's just no Larkham (mention #2).
The Brumbies...hmm....so many missed opportunities. And that's just the freakin' cameraman missing all those glorious close-ups of Larkham (mention #3)...
Twas a real humid night in Brisbayne... and not a whole lotta love was stirring... some frayed tempers tonight and I would love to know what really happened between Ben Tune (Reds #13 outside centre) and Mark Gerrard (Brumbies #11 Wing) before the game that caused them to take the tackle out of the field of play.
We're talking rumble people.
And Larkham saved the day (mention #....ahh whatever...).
2 sin bins, George Smith (Brumbies) and David Croft (Reds) bore the brunt of the 'barney' between Tune and Gerrard but George is used to copping the blame for everything. He's a flanker. They always play on the edge...
Captain Mortlock got injured. Again.
This was a doooooozey...he got 'coathangared', Big time, by the Reds centre, Lloyd Johansson, no relation to Scarlett but he was the Scarlett Man...he got yellow carded.
Poor Stirling...he had just recovered from a head injury too.
He didn't look good being led off the field, it was all "huh...what day is it?...where's my milkshake?...".
Post match interviews, his head was still attached so he's good. Unlike Anesi...
By the way Larkham was brilliant. Even when he wasn't. He made some mistakes but so what? Perfection has its flaws alright? That's why it's perfect.
I really don't know what else to write. The game is fading from my memory and no, this fading has nothing to do with the Coronas I had.
I'm just coming down from the psyche-high us fanatics experience post match. I mean, when I watch a game, I don't just watch a game...I'm in the game...and no, contrary to popular I-may-have-contributed-to-this belief....I'm not playing as Larkham...I'm playing with the Forwards.
Damn that sounds rude.
My husband, who was and always wil be a Forward, is much amused by my carry-on.
May have to leave off here and write more on the morrow.
The Waratahs kick off soon...oh damn...I knew I forgot something....I forgot to write week 3's match schedule. Bummer dude. I'm such a slackass blogger (technical term).
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Comment by David
Well, you asked for it ...
Web Definitions for Lark-Ham ...
LARK FIRST:
(#1) Meadowlark: Usually North American songbirds having a yellow breast but the yellow & green breasted variety have been known to exist in Australia (and on tour?)
(#2) Pipit: a songbird that lives mainly on the ground (read: field) in open country (read: untackled), and has streaky brown plumage (read: runs so fast he goes by in a blur-type streak [but not an unclothed streak as he appears in some calendar-type pics, on certain blog sites due to certain obessesions by certain women [read: a certain Woman]).
(#3) Any (read: Only one of) of numerous predominantly Old World birds noted for their singing (read: celebratory, war-cry type, club theme-song).
(#4) Escapade: any carefree episode (read: uniquely creative on-field antics).
(#5) Frolic: Play Boisterously; "The children frolicked in the garden"; "the gamboling lambs in the meadows"; "The toddlers romped in the playroom" (pretty self-explanatory the play boisterously bit, although you should subsitute play MANs(t)eriously for Larkham). The frolicking, gamboling and rollicking references? These are references to off-field behaviour and apart from the gamboling one [think Casinos], they cannot be mentioned on a non-sex site for, firstly, they involve adoring women and end-of-season trips, and secondly, they all occurred in Larkham's pre-marital days. Shit, I have a semblance / remnant of dignity left yet. I surprised even myself with that comment. *
HAM SECOND:
(#6 or should that be (2) #1?) Meat cut from the thigh of a hog (usually smoked). [Obviously a reference to biting Larkham's thighs ... or a region of his body just a little higher up ... The ham part of Larkham can also be removed by sucking and swallowing techniques, not necessarily with a butcher's knife).
(#7 / (2) #2) (Old Testament) son of Noah [Something to do with flooding the forward line or back line ... not that Oh Fay! with Rugby terminology YET!).
(#8 / (2) #3) A licensed amateur radio operator. (Obviously a reference to your commentary on Larkham in every post you write? ... substitute professional for amateur and blog moderator for radio operator).
Nup, can't be bothered numbering any more ... Never was a big fan of referencing or bibliographies. Never really got my head around them. Too technical.
9. An unskilled actor who overacts. (Obviously a reference to conning the ref into giving a penalty; not so unskilled after all, huh?) ...
10. (Yep, much prefer simplicity). Overact: exaggerate one's acting. (Obviously a ref to the ref himself) ...
What next? I'll be mentioning Larkham in my Aussie Rules Posts, I guess ...
David ...
Comment by Norm
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
Arses and Elbows
Footy Power
so Simon Lardpockets had a good game?
That's not it..... Scott Flapchop.... no..... Lewis Shampants?..... nup...... Leroy Mumcuddler.... nah.....Shane Manbag.....I give up....we won and that's all that counts, who did we play again?...... it's Larry Hamhands!.....
Norm.
Comment by Optomistic Opportunism
Bohemian Hiphop
Japanese Jazz Funk
Optomystic Opportunism
Nice to see the fellas take their professionalism off the field and into the boxing ring (aka the sidelines). I'm sure a healthy dose of benzos and alcohol was had by the players after the game as their girlfriends tended to their sores and the physio showing them - for the hundredth time - how to shimmy without dislocating a knee, or an eye...
Assumption is all is well,
Opto
Comment by Mal
Mal
My great grandfather, Duncan McGregor. I'm not giving anything away here, either. He was my grandfather on my mother's maternal side. So my name is not Malcolm McGregor. So don't try to do any Googles on my name. They wont come up. But, my great grandfather taught my grandfather one of life's most valuable sporting lessons, shortly before he died in poverty, as you would be well aware, being the Union historian that you are. And my grandfather passed that lesson on to my father. And my father passed it onto me. He said to me one day. Son, I'm passing on some advice here that was given to my father by his father. Your great grandfather always said, Always respect the opposition. And if you end up living in Australia one day. Even if you live in one of those southern cities where there is no real Rugby played , whatever you do, son, don't defect and play any of those other pansy codes. I'm sure my great-grandfather was a prophet, for I ended up living in Melbourne. And if it wasn't for your blog? I think I'd die.
U-Turning & Re-Turning to my own Blog.
Mal.