Plebs vs Atilla – The Fullback's Perspective

The two teams and the referee thank each-other for a bruising encounter.

We arrived at the ground slightly concerned about the pitch. A diagonal gash ran across the field, with holes and dips scattered everywhere.
Hardly ideal conditions, but the warmup went smoothly, and we were primed for the contest.

We got off to a flyer. James did what James does best, slicing through the defense for the opening try. Not long after, Luca put me through a gap with a neat pass, and I linked up with Will on the wing who finished it off with a hard-working support line. Offloading down the left flank saw Anton cross, and then Zeb's quick hands freed Johnny to storm through the middle, nearly colliding with the post as he dotted down. Lukas added another try to the tally, and James chipped in with another two before the halftime whistle.

The second half began much the same. I managed to slip through some soft tackling for a score, and Jack bulldozed his way over for what would prove to be our final try. Zeb was clinical from the tee, missing only one or two. But then the momentum swung hard. With the scoreboard in our favor and lungs running on empty, Atilla found their rhythm. They broke the line from halfway and finished a simple two on one against me. Frustrations crept in: I picked up a warning for a late tackle, Jack soon saw yellow for a high shot, and Luca, not wanting to miss out, joined him in the bin after a trip on a sidestepping attacker. Our defensive line was shredded, and I was left increasingly isolated at the back as Atilla rained down line breaks.

SNAP. Nathan breaks his fibula. Game over with 2 minutes to go.

Final Score 7 - 59 to Uppsala.

Try Scorers: James, Will, Anton, Johnny, James, Lukas, James, Alex, Jack.

Conversions: Zeb, Zeb, Zeb, Zeb, Zeb, Zeb, Zeb.

/Lex